nightmares

My eyes are tired
I wish to close them
And sleep

But there are things
Etched inside my eyelids
Which move the minute I close eyes

I watch the scenes change
Like on a movie screen
School bags, notebooks
Roads and buses

Silent night
Cloudy
Fan moves
Its winter outside
And rain inside

Who?
Who is that?
Come down
No
No
Noooooo

What was that last whisper?
Whose name?
Did those lips move?
Did someone pump the chest
To make the heart work again?

He sleeps with half closed eyes
If I go to him
He will know me
He will wake up

Let me go
Let me go please

Things break
Sounds
Darkness descents
And someone screams

That's me
Lying flat
White surgical gloves float over me

Mother
Mother
Motherrrrr

No one is there
My plate is full of strange things
I notice your finger

I scream

Don't go

My eyes don't sleep
My eyelids hold nightmares

I need to sleep
I need you

I need you

Reviews

[William Liston]

Being that I often suffer with insomnia, I can relate to this piece. I don't have literal 'nightmares,' but my mind seems to spin. It's like all my subconscious thoughts and feelings just choose to show themselves right when I close my eyes. It's frustrating to say the least. I think this poem captured that feeling very well, and anyone who has experienced a sleepless night (which is pretty much everybody on Earth) will be able to relate to it. Well done.

[Ananya]

That is true, William. Once in a while, everyone experiences sleepless nights. Thank you so much for the kind words.

[Anoop Pandey]

awesome... beautifully portrayed own feelings.. I loved this one, really.

[Anindita Janhabee]

For this piece I do not have enough words to describe, even I have faced such situations and this is the only time (night) when I write poetry, sometimes being sleepless and sometimes in dreams too....
That's why I had written a poem "sleepless nights"
Amazingly described...I liked the way you represented your thoughts by repeating it verses....
Ani : )

[Ananya]

Dear Ani, I can only pray that you never have to feel what I feel and your nightmares are not what my nightmares are. God bless you.

[Anindita Janhabee]

Thank u Anu. I too pray God to soon turn up your nightmares into sweet dreams so that you can enjoy another beautiful thing in life.... god bless u too!!
: ) ( :

[Shabeeh Haider]

The past will always haunt us. The pain will overcome us but we have to complete this sojourn till that last day.
Vivid scenes, painful cries are so evident here.
The silence of my thoughts is broken by the cry for "mother"
May God always keep you in His care

[AliciaB]

Yikes. This is very creepy. The nightmares themselves seem to stem from personal experience, which is relatable in some ways but also obscure enough to show that it's ultimately your own fears you're dealing with, which no one else could truly grasp the horror of. I think the parts about not being able to sleep are what got me the most. Sleep is supposed to be a time of refuge and recovery from the craziness of life. Having that peace taken away is one of the worst forms of torture. The final few lines of the poem give an even deeper sense of meaning to it, explaining a reason why these nightmares might be occurring. Very cool overall. Great work!

[Ananya]

Thank you AliciaB. Everyone have their own nightmares and their own demons to fight. I am grateful to God and my friends who help me in this battle. Hugs.

[AliciaB]

Indeed. Hugs to you too!

[Darian B.]

As William said, this is a very relatable piece. I love the line, "And rain inside" because the reader knows exactly what you mean even though it can't actually rain inside. Overall it was a good piece, nice work

[Ananya]

Thank you so much for the wonderful review.

[Bear]

Critique: (Its winter outside) It's
(Darkness descents) descends

Review: Very relatable topic and your insights offer inspiration for future nightmares of my own "I want to thank you for that" :~) I like it Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

[Ananya]

Thanks a lot, Bear, for pointing out mistakes. I value your suggestions. I hope you keep telling me when I go wrong so that I can improve my writing.
Thank you so very much for your kindness.

[Bear]

I was lucky in that I had an Aunt who wrote song lyrics in the 1940's and 50's so I got lots of help from her and her writing friends. So now I am just paying back that help with novice writers here it not only lets me do that it is also rewarding for me to read the great poetry they create :~)

[Ananya]

That's very kind of you. Mostly reviews are just repetitive words....very few bother to really read and still fewer to read carefully like you. It is a big help for people like me who are careless writers. Bless your aunt and bless you.

[Bear]

Writing can be very competitive and most of the people on this site are either just starting or self-published and not well established so they may not really know how to help themselves little on other writers. I am retired so my writing career is over so I read and review for enjoyment and inspiration which I find plenty of :~)

[Ananya]

Grateful for your friendship and encouragement

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

Your style certainly has some uniqueness- and it is quite good to go through your poems. Sadness is spread throughout this piece and has been expressed wittily and intensely. Repetition has been used quite well. Plus, the alliteration enhances the beauty furthermore. Keep writing.

[Ananya]

Thank you, Vassal. Thanks a lot for kind review.