When night approaches sluggardly ,
Her thoughts invade my heart stealthily.
It puts a trap on this helpless me,
My heart cant conquor her thoughts n it gets bondaged finally....
I try hard to get rid of her treacherous memories,
Make every effort to divert my mind,but end up being invalid.
The dark belladonna casts an unknown but strange fear on my mind,
from which it is the toughest task for me to get rid......
When emotion gets mixed with fear,
Nostalgia reigns the heart n the eyes shed tears.
The pain can be hidden inside n so the ache,
But to do the laborious job f stabbing the pricking emotions,the emotive night is not sufficient.......
I wanna escape these,
Need a deep sleep...
Is there no minstrel who can play the hypnotic tune n induce me to sleep?
Can't anyone fetch the strong sangria for this insomniac me??
Can someone bring me the leethe imbibing which i can forget my dreadful past???
If these not done,
"I would better prefer to lie inside the sarcophagus for ever"......
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