#villanelle #poetry #french
The nights are long and without sleep,
Tossing and turning in my bed.
I am longing for rest, that is so deep.
The ego's wittering that will keep,
Those dark thoughts circling my head.
The nights are long and without sleep.
Dawn will come soon with a peep,
Over the lilac pink horizon, night fled.
I am longing for rest, that is so deep.
I need to lose myself in the sweep
Of powerful dreams - ego is dead.
The nights are long and without sleep.
But if he is dead, I will not weep.
If not dead, quiet at least, no dread,
I am longing for rest, that is so deep.
Deeply restorative, not counting sheep,
And so many bedtime books are read!
The nights are long and without sleep,
I am longing for rest, that is so deep.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2025


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