A not-so-hard poem about a sleep-deprived me. Sometimes, it’s hard to fall asleep, regardless of the tired body. Our restless mind sometimes wanders, and instead of fighting it, I use the time to create poems like this. 3 hours’ sleep is enough. Right?
Last night I slept at half-past four
Couldn’t sleep while my three brothers snored
I stared at the ceiling which reminded me of sky
Like jolly daylight, moonlit our room bright
I thought of having a dream as I sleep
Lucid to be, I’d like demons to creep
They would not scare me, I’ve seen enough dark
Cold as coldest winters, days fierce and stark
I would like to be scared though; I really need some sleep
How Am I supposed to wake up early, if I don’t stay in my kip
I stood up, emptied snacks into a bowl
Felt too random, curious, anxious, have I lost my soul?
I try to wake up early, and I try to make it out
with a blurred vision, I would see, I would hear sound that loud
Then I would put on my glasses, to see the world as it should seem
with a stiff back, I would stretch, nature again would look so mean
I’ve seen good times and bad too, but I never have seen the best yet
my days would pass by as I, climb up or fall back
I don’t laugh or cry much, I feel very emotionless
I’ve always helped as much as I could but never heard that one yes
I think God looks after us, or as this was what I used to think
but this is one possibility, and so is that God does not exist
Like this, my day would pass by and as I would go to sleep
And time would go fly till past four, and I would still not even blink.
Just a simple poem, in which I expressed my heart and the story of “how I got fat last summer,” which, to be frank, many of my dearest friends have been asking. So yes, I empty the bowl of snacks every night, I am sleep deprived, and my day job includes sitting on a desk for 6 hours straight. Anyways, for reasonable and logical stuff, follow my Instagram/Facebook @reesgargi
I include a healthy diet and a good workout routine now; for a sound mind, you need a healthy functional body.