Thoughts don't let me sleepA Poem by Himani GuptaMy thoughts don’t let me sleep On the bed I crawl and creep, Trying to escape But my thoughts run deep. A transparent sheet of pain That hugged my heart light, Was adequate for peace to drain And gift me a restless night. I open my eyes, and then close I curse the powerless me Over my mind, Not the life I chose. Like a cardinal-red chenille of the velvet dress, Like a drop from the agitated river, Like a carnation-pink kite in the clear sky, My thoughts are infamous vagabonds. Now the cyber-yellow sun leaps over my eyes And I realize, The night was like a light
year, Yet my tired cilia needed more When thoughts were about to depart from the shore. What the lousy life gave me, Snaffled the brave me, Never was cracked a deal on sleep, And my thoughts still run deep. © 2013 Himani Gupta |
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