... yet.
Being the
messenger of
my dreams
I, dutifully, reported
to
myself
at
awakening
this
morning...
as usual.
Once again...
last night
my fatigued
mind
recorded, remaining
hopes
and
leftover wishes,
and
some residuary
longing
and
never
ending craving.
It looks
like training
my brains
for better times,
reviving the
lived past
while
estimating the
uncertain future.
Till now...
today
made no
difference.
Engulfed by
the sheets.
sleep
befalls me.
At dawn...
tomorrow
reality will
inundate
a murky
mind.
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