Wednesday, March 5, 2008

LISTLESS

In this room of paper
I sit with my ear to the dark.

Sleepless, I am listening to
the night with its sounds

of sleep, as hours sift
through all the rooms

of the heart, uncovering
again the river that is your

flowing laughter. O, would you believe
me if I said of all the dream cities

I will travel to,
it is in your voice's echo that
I wish I was sleeping tonight?

4 comments:

Sreetama said...

Good one! But if u r so bothered with sleep less nights, there r soo many things to do! U've got so much time & time is the most precious resource! Utilize it! :D

the basu said...

@cheetama: seems like the point is lost on you.:P sleepless nights never be a botheration.But what you be hinting at eh? :)

the pheonix rises said...

do you know what you want from your life?i wonder. :)

manisha said...

i am practically a "numskull", "idiot" "dumbo" and imbecile (dis s mine..he he) at interpreting poems!!!