My Wandering Mind (Insomnia)A Poem by CreativeCookieA poem I came up with one night when losing the battle against insomnia. I thought it would gain me some ground, it didn't, I still lost.Oh, why doth my wandering mind keep it's vigil yet at this murderous hour? Winding pathways my imagination must tread it creates to my Despair. Causing me to pursue wretched demons as well as rescue maidens fair. Images flood my wakeful mind, not heeding my pleas for rest. Battle scenes and romance walk hand in hand this night. Wilst I groan in my dejection, knowing I shall not gain respite. My tired self must wonder why it's denied to walk along the peaceful paths of dreams. While instead it's forced to wander among other, wakeful things by the pale, cool light of the moon's silvery beams. I feel the anguish of the warrior as the cold blade bites. The venom of the words in which the rival fills with spite. The bitter-sweet joy of victory, the battle finally o're. The tears and sadness of a lass, her caring lover lost. As well as the hero's dreadful knowledge of a decision's deadly cost. I feel the wounded's death-rattle as if it were mine own. The joy of life washes over me as the sun rises o're a new-found home. A wanderer's soul's excitment, eager to leave and roam. © 2013 CreativeCookieAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on January 21, 2013 Last Updated on January 21, 2013 AuthorCreativeCookieTuscaloosa, ALAboutI love to write, read, sing, and act. I write all kinds of things songs, poems, stories all that kind of thing in all different genres. I mostly do fantasy, though, it's my favorite! Someday I hope to.. more..Writing
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