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A Sleepless Night
Lying on the bed,
Looking at the roof of dark shed.
Trying to be in the lap of sleep,
But the mind started re-winding clips.
Taken me to the history,
Where finding my fault is a mystery.
Closest ones made me alone,
With that grief i have grown.
Standing within the clouds of pain,
Balancing the account of loss and gain.
I settled that ---
I hadn't done any wrong,
But had got the real prong.
I trusted-was my fault,
I expected- was my default.
As soon as my eyes closed,
And all the glimpses faded.
My plan---
To sleep rest nights without grief,
To have dreams long and long not brief.
- Md Mujahid Raza