Memories of night
I woke up with sudden amusement,
It didn't look the same arrangement.
The pillows below my head were disoriented, The blanket was unable to bear my weight and looked dislocated.
My dream decided the fate of my room,
The night watched everything with the silent moon.
I chased my subconscious throughout the night,
Never gave up till I received the early sun light.
Day and night fiercely locked their horn, Reminding me as if it is a war for throne.
Out of sight is not always out of mind,
My memories of night made me nearly blind.
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