Sleepy//
eyes are water bags
burrowed into// a little-more-than-a-pumpkin//
unwilling to stay or leave//
maybe that's all between life and death//
clouds of unabridged pain
That cloudy pumpkin head! I'm joking because I have it often. Your poem shows me I should value it more, the unplanned late nights and going with my flow.
Lol...I was sitting with my son while he was studying for exams...and I can't manage it after 11 much....but it was fun to write this...enjoy yours....!!
A lovely one Sreeja. And profound. The last two lines remind me of Longfellow's Nature though the context is different.
ReplyDeleteThank you So much...I read his after your comment... thank you!!
DeleteThat cloudy pumpkin head! I'm joking because I have it often. Your poem shows me I should value it more, the unplanned late nights and going with my flow.
ReplyDeleteLol...I was sitting with my son while he was studying for exams...and I can't manage it after 11 much....but it was fun to write this...enjoy yours....!!
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