At night when I lay in bed,
as I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
my slumber has begun deep,
My mind begins the daily limping
opens past tales
my eyelids know to shut down
yet can't control the mind's sail...
Dropping with each second
my mind would then crawl
taking steps all at once
my heart would then fall...
Going by the trails of past
I would turn to right
knowing that the side is wrong
I would go left and again right....
Waiting for the morning sun
my heart would speak to my soul
let it be let it go
sometimes it's simply out of control...
Why me why me
I would keep asking
rolling down the corner of the eyes
my tears would keep flowing...
Till the time it tires my eyes
tear drops keep my cheeks moist and plain
finally when the eyelids shut
the birds wake up and chirp at my window pane...
It's night again when I lay in bed,
and I drift towards my sleep,
the eve becomes shadowy red again,
My slumber hollow and deep...

© Mili...🌼

18/10/2021
Lipika B Nabajya
© 2021 LipikaBN

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