All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
To Sleep
May 7, 2010
Is it a second world among
The dying dreams like fleeting snow?
Falling like teardrops on your tongue
As you soar high or sing so low?
Or is it that we all cannot
Recall the dreams as they have passed
A single flying, fleeting thought
Is trapped inside the looking-glass.
Do you sink into pillows deep
To finally rest after the day
Into impermanence of sleep
Until harsh sounds tear it away
This is our santuary, our forgotten place
Our mirror that shows worlds beyond our face.
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 1 comment.
13 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Favorite Quote:
Play the music not the instrument. -Author Unknown