I woke up
again
In the dead
of the night,
Thoughtless
and blank,
I was lying
on the mat,
Starring at
the green roof,
Trying to
find answers,
To questions
unknown.
There was
noise amidst the silence,
Tiny rain
drops hitting the roof,
And then
trickling down to the ground,
It was some
strange music,
Being
composed by nature in the darkness.
I tried to
close my eyes,
Drown myself
in unstructured thoughts,
I could feel
the soul
Humming
silent prayers,
Wishing for
sanity to return,
Voices kept
echoing in darkness,
Telling me
that I’m trying too hard.
I slowly gave
into the chaos,
Kept swimming
through cluttered mind,
I was being
dragged deeper,
Into the trap
of the unknown,
Where they
thoughts of my soul,
Or
manifestation of my mind?
Was there no
end to this?
The complex
ordeal of mind and soul.
There was no
answer, no clarity,
And I kept
sinking in deeper.
I just hoped
from within
That sanity
would prevail eventually,
And I would
be able to
Fall asleep listening
to the lullaby
Being sung by
the rain.
- VJ Says ~ Cheers and Peace
What do I say.....sometimes the poet inside us gets this divine existence. Only thing I did not get is the "green roof"??
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