Insomniac
silence had me stiff
and i waited for
the sun to rise well
laying thoughts upon thoughts
resting hope upon hope
the clock points the hour
and the hour after that
and one more, but
pointless is this night
my eyes won't shut
tiresome, but
my eyes won't shut
and already comes
along with the dew;
a plan of staying awake for the moon
Copyright © Nurkastelia Anugrasindy | Year Posted 2007
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