The Entry: Wide Awake

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Where art thou sleep?

Far away – beyond the reach

Counting on of no avail

Tick tock, tick tock

Restless mind irks

 

Soaked in deep thoughts

I can’t see you, walls of unsleeping thickens

Neither sign of dreams nor sleep

Heavy eyelids – the struggle persists

Once again you remain invincible

 

Even night has fallen asleep

Here I lie awake having a conversation

with my imaginary friend

I stare into the distance

Greeting restlessness and over thinking

They now know me by name

 

Rendered vulnerable I had become

With nothing but sleepless promises and pain

The ceiling had become my own cinema

A front row seat I had earned

Lights, camera, action!!!

 The night was ours

 

The poem was taken from In_Her_Thoughts Blogspot, clink on the link for more posts.

Munashe Chakaonda

Munashe Chakaonda

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