Batting eyelashes of these
sleepy eyes staring blankly.
Mentally blocked! Not now please.
Mind of mine, exhausted still.
with hands trembling nervously.
Deadline after me. Whoosh. Rush!
The chaos. Hunger. Flood. Strike.
remember them vividly.
Entangled words. Rearrange.
Fingers tapping. Hurry while
ideas flowing freely.
Done! I submit passively.
Reading the text one last time.
More relaxed now and with ease.
Now what's next? Scan then send. (Click)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your a poet alright, late nights just wanting to write.. Andrew 10