about life.
it’s been a quiet night so far
uneventful, plenty of silence
broken only by the occasional
sounds of the cricket chirping;
a long time indeed since i stayed awake
till the early morning, 4am to be precise,
sleep is the last thing that is on my mind
try as much as possible, my eyes refused to close;
my mind, like a clock, keeps thinking
a lot of things from the silliest to the
bizarre, from the good moments to the
bad moments and even scripting
“what if” and “if only” scenarios in my life;
as the cold morning breeze played havoc
with my senses, gently trying to disrupt
my thought process and put my mind to rest,
i tried to stay alive and keep it going;
with the dawn slowly approaching and my destination
still a long distance away, i needed to keep my senses sharp
and not overwhelm it with the “to be forgotten past”,
as the future is still waiting to be born,
the protest of the mind is quelled down,
only to be continued later…
uneventful, plenty of silence
broken only by the occasional
sounds of the cricket chirping;
a long time indeed since i stayed awake
till the early morning, 4am to be precise,
sleep is the last thing that is on my mind
try as much as possible, my eyes refused to close;
my mind, like a clock, keeps thinking
a lot of things from the silliest to the
bizarre, from the good moments to the
bad moments and even scripting
“what if” and “if only” scenarios in my life;
as the cold morning breeze played havoc
with my senses, gently trying to disrupt
my thought process and put my mind to rest,
i tried to stay alive and keep it going;
with the dawn slowly approaching and my destination
still a long distance away, i needed to keep my senses sharp
and not overwhelm it with the “to be forgotten past”,
as the future is still waiting to be born,
the protest of the mind is quelled down,
only to be continued later…