My days are all so indolent.
As I stroll across the corridor,
My eyes fixed at the huge round clock.
I binge and I lull so deep.
The intermittent cacophony hits the wall of my ears,
My neurons reacts the least.
My eye lids twine the waterline beneath
As I murmur, let me sleep.
I rise like a mammoth, still half asleep
My den a mountain of debris.
Attire that was worn out and left
Accessories so paired and forsaken.
The snickers, the ballerinas, the satchels around
All jaded and left forgotten.
I dragged my torso in babysteps ahead,
snoozed the alarm for the fifth in a row.
My throat so dry, as I lift the empty bottle
and off to my bed I surrender again.
Popped out an eye from the quilt, as I peep
The nimbus clamor and rains
The air around breaks a lullaby,
I'm lethargic, oh! ! let me sleep.
A nice write... I would like you read my poem LET ME RISE too.. Naila
Popped out an eye from the quilt, as I peep The nimbus clamor and rains The air around breaks a lullaby, I'm lethargic, oh! ! let me sleep. oh allow me to sleep........ desire, cosy atmosphere. love to rest.. fine poem giving into emotions that you express so well now. tha nk u dear poetess. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
you might be physically tired; but not mentally...otherwise how can you write such beautiful lines! lethargy helps to live at one's own terms....