Midnight Memories
It was midnight, I fogot to put off the switch
And it was delivering bright light
On the table there was a glass full of water
A half read book was all open lying on the ground
Street dogs were barking outside
Seems they have taken the responsibility to save the world
An skeptical feeling
Yet I was enjoying.
A mosquito with all its energy was flying over me,
I named it naughty mosquito
And it was late night without sleep
There will be call for prayer after a while
But I was feeeling very tired
Longing for deep rest....
Something like taste of death.
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Soothing and serene feeling came upon me as I read your poem, midnight always brings about a contemplative feeling somewhat like death as you've described. Wonderfully depicted through your rhythm and wording.10. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn