Insomniac

In the abyss of darkness

In the monopoly of silence

When the world’s enjoying slumber

I lie awake.

Intruding thoughts

Invading memories

Attempts to get rid of them

And failures.

Isn’t the night darker than the usual?

Is the moon really gazing at me?

I find meaning in the meaningless

And notice the unnoticeable.

I want to dream

Of destinations unexplored

Of peoples and faces

Will the black horse of thoughts

Running in my mind

Excuse me for a while?

The clock tick tocks further

and the horse speeds up

I plan to put it to a stop

I plan to sleep.

But before I can

Another intruder is in.

First rays of sun

all set to welcome me

I say ‘good morning, world’

And the plan of seducing sleep

Is devolved

To yet another night.


Devanshi
May 16, 2007