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Sombula'

steal me into sleep
secure from fidgeting
here where thoughts race
up then down my mind
I have absolutely
no idea where to stow them
which incites them all the more

crash me with exhaustion
safe from anxiousness
here where priorities jostle
gripped then lost in my mind
I have absolutely
no idea how to untangle them
which clutters them all the more


— IKnowNoBox, Jun 20, 2009

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Region, Country: East Coast, USA

Favorite Poets: Weird Elf, Shel Silverstein, The Poet Anonymous

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themoonman

themoonman

16 years 11 months ago

David...

it is good to see you here man... great poem, crash me with exhaustion... wow... the title... is that a reference to a hurricane? if so it surely fits with the jostled thoughts running wayward... Richard
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IKnowNoBox

16 years 11 months ago

Thank you Richard

I had spelled the title Sumbula' meaning to spell it Sombula' Referring to the ceribralizing of Slumber.. Or when the desire to sleep hits at odd moments. In ink, David
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

16 years 11 months ago

David

In the first stanza, you mention 'incites' and in the second, you mention 'cluttered'. Would 'clutters' work better in this case? Here's hoping that clarity is restored for you soon. ~Jess K. ----------------------- "Flying so high, trying to remember How many cigarettes did I bring along? When I get down, I'll jump in a taxi-cab Driving through London-town to cry you a song..." - Jethro Tull
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

16 years 11 months ago

Sombula'

I too, liked "crash me with exhaustion" good poem David~ ______________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous
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Quillsvein1

16 years 11 months ago

very honest

and if we were all as honest, everyone would have a poem like this somewhere in their outfit--the racing mind which keeps one half awake at night, the place where "here where thoughts race/up then down my mind"..sometimes prayer cannot even stop this. thank you for your poignancy as always! GB
JB

Jillian Botha

16 years 10 months ago

I could have written these....

It's been a long while where I have read something written by another that speaks of my own state of mind. David, the sentiments echoed here, are fully understood by me, for I to struggle with all the thoughts, the struggles from the day, which present themselves at night are not at all easy to wrestle with, especially when the body is weary yet the mind seeks to deprive it of it's much needed state of slumber due to the fact that the mind feels this should not be allowed until it to can be at some level of rest. Well written. Thank you for sharing, Much love in script Feebie, (Jill) Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 10 months ago

ah,

"perfect in tune and time and bringing a sleeplessness to mortal me" Great to see you posting my friend, Cheers, Jess
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Quillsvein1

16 years 10 months ago

as another reviewer

puts it so well, you also described my frequent state of mind here. far from being uncommon, "the thoughts that jostle" are probably part and parcel to nearly everyone's existence, whether they decide to admit openly or not. great job portraying the mind's sometimes pitiable anguish. GB