Stone-hard lying on the bed,
I look at the dark ceiling above.
Fistful of memories and,
handful of love keep me awake.
No, it is the eyes that respond not.
A blank mind works effortlessly.
Mine has an array of feelings un-tuned.
Dark eyes stay open all night,
A bulb flickers in their vacant stares.
I just wonder and wonder,
Till my warm breath fuses with the damp air.
I just lay on bed and watch,
My fate tangling with my dreams.
The life of an insomniac I lead,
That has a mesh of soul wired around,
rising with the falls and living under tides.
P.S. – I am back everyone! I wasn’t exactly busy but my life was too topsy-turvy to handle. Things are cooling down a little bit but gradually and I am hoping everything’s gonna be OK once again! Fingers crossed.
And all my readers, I am sorry I kept you waiting for so long but in return for that I have exciting things to present to you. Hoping you’ll all love my ‘coming-soon’ posts.