Weary Nights
Eyes glaring at my sealing,
Where my heart knew no healing.
Eardrums are drenched with doldrums,
Weary lullabies prompts to tantrums.
Legs hesitate to fuse with the dreary floor,
As it yearns for a flow to the shore
And my wits never wanna quench.
My clock moves by the inch & inch.
Days are endless, nights are sleepless;
Mind is thoughtless and I'm soulless
Fingers scrolling the contact
Anyway the screen remains intact
But how weary my nights are!
(30/04/2022)
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