Insomnia
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
The cruel clock
drags slowly to half past one.
Two tiny white pills..
I cling on to my weapons.
Pillow cold as ice
heavier than wet unyielding rock
soft, white, moonlit bed
a mound of broken glass
The solitary streetlight
makes the shadows
dance on the ceiling
to the tunes of melancholy
Caressing my brow with love
the Angel of pain bathes
in the splendor
of deafening silence
“Rest is for the weak”,
she whispers
and gifts me
another night insane.
© 2008 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled
drags slowly to half past one.
Two tiny white pills..
I cling on to my weapons.
Pillow cold as ice
heavier than wet unyielding rock
soft, white, moonlit bed
a mound of broken glass
The solitary streetlight
makes the shadows
dance on the ceiling
to the tunes of melancholy
Caressing my brow with love
the Angel of pain bathes
in the splendor
of deafening silence
“Rest is for the weak”,
she whispers
and gifts me
another night insane.
© 2008 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled
12 comments:
Wow. I like how you take a simple subject like insomnia and make it really poetic. Good work!
I've read most all of your poetry here, I will come back for more. You express yourself in poem so beautifully. Thanks for sharing your wonderful words with the world.
Bobbi
I like this one, keep writting ;)
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Uff for me i drink coffee and then the insomnia comes.
The taste is so good...whatever
Hey come on, write a poem where you can say something about coffee :p
Bye
sirdard, thakaan, anidra(INSOMNI) jaao bhuuL,
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@Crazy -
i am going to kill u!!! lol
I've read a couple of songs and poems about this topic. But, to me, this one stands out and ahead from the rest.
You've captured the essence of insomnia which only insomniacs can realistically express. I am one and so can relate.
Brilliant! Keep your upcoming poems filled with a high dose of reality such as this one, okay. Good luck!!!
You haven't taken much pain here to be cryptic here, have you? It is straight and absolutely realistic. This is perhaps what makes this poem stand out as a separate, yet nice entity from the rest of your poems.
I sense the restlessness in this poem. I guess many of us can allow these lines to wrap us up and relate to it, as we pour souls have this feeling of insomnia whenever there is lot to achieve but there is very little time.
straight from the heart... no no... straight from the wide awake eyes... loved reading it... i read it sometime back but left it without a comment...
sojaya karo warna gabbar aajayega....
The restless life of the techie can be the only comparison ... oh, sleepless nights ... and so much more. Reminds me of days when I was a junior worker ... working around 18-19 hours for seven months at a stretch @ onsite.
Anyway, rukaawat ke liye khed hain ... but pls pack up fast! :)
Hey Cindy...nice to read ur content after so many days...yes you can only describe the motion of time so nicely...me also so many times feel like that whether the watching is in moving position or still position ...my best wishes...Some one of ibibo(swapnanjali)
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only you can describe the time and movement of watch so nicely ... here i'm Some one(swapnanjali) of ibibo
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