Treasure Island

Abhinit Chute (abz)

(23/7/1996 / Nagpur)

Nights


When I walk through these nightmares,
I would feel a guilt of my deeds
And them burnt dreams when I am
Not the original me,
The moon escorts through the light
Of the crystal clear night..
With them stars shining bright
So tranquillous, So inevitable..
Everyone is deep in his night sight
When some like me in insomnia
Still have open eyes in this dark room..
The stars are transparent through the opaque ceiling
Fetching tremendous healing
Mosquitoes annoying the feeling of solitude
Not loneliness as I've left it for the other me
The depth of these nightmares increasing
And The patience accordingly
To know what is behind these mysterious dreams

Submitted: Friday, January 24, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014
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