Saturday, September 29, 2012

Insomniac

Weary wide eyes
Tired wandering ..
coursing
through the desert,
The wanton soul
pleads rest,
the sore slippers:
weep as
they churn the sand.
the mirages:
Them dreams beckon!!

Alas!
The weary traveller
Travels
Travails
Seeks solace...
Underneath the swarovski
Studded sky!!!

Shuts his eyes to sleep!
She mocks:
She frolicks
She refuses
To give company-
She cruel:
She ....
The treacherous Sleep

2 comments:

  1. Brilliant... truely brilliant... love the euphemism u have used in the poetry....!!!!

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  2. Very good Aiman..I would love to read the complete story of the traveller!!

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