On a Humid Night
On a humid night
Hot, as the heat wave strikes
Emotions that churn restlessly
Dark and fervid as the night.
Would it have been different
Could laughter show its might
But laughters are an echo
Far off......
In the distant daylight.
On a humid night
Tossing, the nightmares take flight
The clock that ticks endlessly
Dreams become a blight.
Would I have been indifferent
A shrug, an oversight
But hurts become an echo
And hits.....
Like a blistering smite.
Copyright © Helen Yeo | Year Posted 2015
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