A sudden push out of blissful oblivion,
And an irreversible one at that,
A steel shield forming within you,
Sealing the soul, preventing it from entering itself,
And an irreversible one at that,
A steel shield forming within you,
Sealing the soul, preventing it from entering itself,
Knowing that sleep is inadequate, having time, or heavy eyes do nothing,
But reinforce the helplessness that grips you,
Necking you ruthlessly, headfirst into a no man's land,
Leaving you there, stranded,
Staring into the darkness for hours that seemingly stretch to years,
Leaving you there, half awake, half struggling to get back to sleep,
With the sound of the clock ticking in your ears,
Up until dawn dusks upon you, with tired eyes and a weak body,
Sans energy, sans courage, sans any motivation to live.
*Written on 14th May, 2016 at Placement Office, IIT Bombay at 6:40am (a poem not written on my phone/laptop and not published from my laptop for the first time)
*Written on 14th May, 2016 at Placement Office, IIT Bombay at 6:40am (a poem not written on my phone/laptop and not published from my laptop for the first time)
What an observation Raam about being unable to sleep though you have time
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DeleteKnowing that sleep is inadequate having time(quote u)
ReplyDeleteAah, right..
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