Vicious Circle - Poem by Jaideep Arora
Insanely enough my enemy is my bed,
I lay and close my eyes and it puts ur pictures in my head,
Does it want me asleep, or it wants me awake?
Coz at times I drift to sleep and at times I see dawn break.
The way I remember you are still the same,
And acknowledging this I feel insane,
Truth be told, there's no stand I hold,
Memories taste better like the wine when it's old,
Words form in head, out comes a sigh,
And to get to sleep, I'll need to get high,
Tomorrow when I gain senses, my faith will take a leap,
Doesn't matter, by dark, your thoughts are gonna creep....
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss, memories, sad love, sleep
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