The night always makes me rethink my decisions
When sleep is nowhere near
Then starts my creative endeavour
One thought after the other
Was I wrong or right, it makes me wonder
Sometimes I weave stories for my slumber
And sometimes I just reflect on my behaviour
And I manage to spot the mistakes I made
Although unintentional
It makes me feel guilty and more restless
I decide to apologize then
In the quiet of night,
If there is even a tiny noise
I recall the horror stories
I wonder if its an experienced ghost
Or a just a soul who is lost
When I still don't get any sleep
I remember how insomniac might feel
What if this continues and I never get sleep
The stories of their sleepless nights
And it makes me feel for them more
And then unknown to me,
Sleep embraces me in its warm hug
The night wind becomes a lullaby
This deep night sleep then only vanishes
After drinking a coffee mug
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Manoj_Su on 09 May 2024
Beautifully expressed! ЁЯМЩтЬи
Creation on 10 May 2024
thanks