s l e e p l e s s

Pic: Self

the night
that the day
to hide,

there is something
about it’s silence,
which attracts
forgotten noises,
to resurface
from their coffined sites,

battle cries
of yesteryears,
often seem
to echo,
with a refreshed
and renewed might,

caught unprepared
you wait,
your own thoughts
a war inside,

the only reprieve
you seek,
is that elusive
dreamless sleep,
sometimes it obliges
often it just hides.




Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

7 thoughts on “s l e e p l e s s”

  1. The silence of the night
    Cuts through the cacophony of the day
    Whispers so loud they seems like shrieks of the soul
    Waiting to be heard, waiting to stay!

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