She talks in her sleep

by robin milford   Apr 21, 2008


Her sweet whispers
convey no lies
late at night
in the twilight
She confesses all
in her slumber
She thinks I'm unwise
to her blatant lies
For she knows not
that in the night she spills all
We don't brawl
cause in the day light
I don't dwell on her wrongs
but on her rights
I don't keep track of the number
for if I did I'd bawl

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  • 16 years ago

    by Prasad Baadkar

    Hey yeah tis poem is so tru..... ppl talk in their sleep n walk 2...... 2 months back I remember a fren sharing ma room used to become a crab or a bat at nights n talk.....

    Leve those things aside... this is really nicely written...

    keep it up..

    best wishz...

  • 16 years ago

    by X Harlea X

    This is a very touching, heartwarmin poem.,
    **harlea

  • 16 years ago

    by Andrew

    I really like how you pick your topics and generate a really great piece out of it. Like the way your poem flow. Sleep talking can be a menace like the you you described it. Another great piece, i really like your work robin. Keep up the good work.

  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Awwww, thats sad, keep up the good work x