leonard daranjo

The Insomniac - Triad - Poem by leonard daranjo

I of III

The hush of night
The clock is ticking
My dream world is closed for the summer

I of III

Queen of the night
So serene and bright
Doesn’t soothe my weary mind
When I shut my eyes
She is inside my head
When I turn on my side
She's spread out on my bed


Midnight descends
As gently as a whisper
And sticks around
A bit too long

Comments about The Insomniac - Triad by leonard daranjo

  • Rookie - 71 Points Indira Babbellapati (6/15/2007 5:56:00 AM)

    that was quite everybody's experience... i liked the headers...great read. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011

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