As the night creeps in,
Sleep escapes the eyes;
Come crawling the void,
As the wretched insomniac cries.

Eyes wide open,
And blood rolling down;
Twist and turn,
As insomniac eyes burn;
Potraits start whispering,
And frustrations lingering,
Around the insomniac
Insanity and delerium,
Rest in his ghostly bivouac.

As stars rise,
Every dream dreamt
Brings nightmare in disguise;
Every breath taken -
Brings him closer to demise;
With sleeplessness in the eyes
The wretched insomniac cries.

Poetry by suraj
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Written on 2007-06-24 at 23:05

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Zoya Zaidi
Insomnia is such a painfull experience!
Very poignant, dear Suraj!
Have you read my poem " Insomnia'? It is a transcreation of Faiz Ahmad Faiz's poem Tanhaee!
Love, Zoya