Sleepless Nights
Your thoughts hold
My heart prisoned
And my sleep eludes
As scenes in me unfold.
I stand at a cross-road
Again read your letters
The love each word exudes
Leaves me arms crossed and
cold.
It's been a fortnight
That my soul relished not a sleep
My hollow inside concludes
You stole my sleep-right.
I must have stole yours too
For the mail man again
Out there in the rain
Has dropped the inked-you.
My sleepness night continues
As I await your coming news
A million miles away
For the day, I earnestly pray.
Copyright © Goodness Lanre | Year Posted 2013
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