A Kid's Bedtime
I wake dawn!
Dreaming of colors,
that lull me to sleep.
Seeing tears when it rains,
and rainbow appears crestfallen.
listening to the silent chirping of birds,
creating an oblivious lullaby.
Slowly, my heart implodes,
bringing drought on the throat
and an oasis on the pillow.
The rain becomes ice,
making me crave every night
to wake dawn!
Copyright © Sai Swaroop Akaram | Year Posted 2023
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