Those Moments Before Sleep
Have you ever seen them,
The black eyes
Gleaming in the dark,
Like a whizzing bullet,
Piercing through my senses,
A deep, haunting wound,
If I close my eyes
Forever,
Will they go away?
The bright light
At the end of tunnel,
A pure white,
All cliched phrases,
Who decides that darkness is evil
Is it because it scares me so,
Leaving me lonely,
Searching for a familiar face,
Though perhaps that is a good thing,
For maybe the farce of familiarity
Hides the foes underneath.
Should I try and embrace the dark,
Sometimes it seems so,
Who knows what ghosts
The strands of white might reveal,
Bright light,
A mix of thousand colours,
Each hiding behind the other,
Difficult to decipher,
Where does the truth start,
And what is unreal?
It's all so confusing,
Like life,
I think I should sleep now,
Tomorrow will be a new day
With another black night...
~ Rahul Misra ~
Kavitanjali
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