Going to Sleep

 

This is an offering to the month of April.

Mother always warned
“Don’t get too close to people, and
don’t allow strangers
to visit you often!”

A dutiful daughter, I paid attention
but this woman, comes daily~
at the wrong time, and pulling
my eyelids apart, says, “I see you!”

My sleep, which was just on the verge
of heaven, eludes, and grinding my teeth
I yell, “Get out, I have told you before
I don’t like you. Don’t come back again!”

She smiles, and sitting on my pillow
says, “You and I are part and parcel of the same night
my dear. You like your sleep I know, but I am
just an insomniac, and like to have company!”©

Zakiah Sayeed
April 14th 2018.

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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9 Responses to Going to Sleep

  1. slmret says:

    Beautifully said, Zakiah. I’m not an insomniac, and have a hard time relating except occasionally in the middle of the night, usually when there’s something on my mind! How are you doing? And your kids?

  2. The night has its mystery and is inhabited by strange people in our dreams
    Your words would be able to support a music of opera .
    Love ❤
    Michel

  3. Ah… she is over there now. She is a very troublesome guest.

  4. jstnotherday says:

    This is amazing. I love it.

  5. I know this unwanted guest…visits pretty much every night. She is NOT a friend. 😉
    Hugs

  6. murisopsis says:

    I know that insomnia is awful. My mother can’t sleep sometimes and will get up at 2 or 3 am and rearrange the pictures or sort photographs or go online and post on FB! I can always tell because she is posting/reposting and the time stamp is an unholy hour. I hope that rude woman stops visiting and leaves you to get some much deserved sleep!

  7. I can relate to your poem. A pesty guest, indeed! 😮 😦
    Well, when she’s visiting me, I tell her we’re gonna’ get up and clean or do laundry or mop floors and she leaves much sooner than when I just lay in bed and endure her. 😉 😛
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  8. r_hsw says:

    she can be very annoying when she visits me. thankfully, not often. hope you got your sleep back.

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