Tag Archives: Midnight Musings

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Of Thunderstorms in March…

The thunderstorm has roused me

I pace up and down

As lightning continues

To strike through the hour

 

I close the window

To drown out the noise

This does not suit spring

No not at all!

 

I think of farmers

Jolted awake too

I remember other storms

In other times, other places

 

I wonder what have we done

To infuriate Nature

For this wrath to be unleashed

 

And then again

I wonder what Benjamin

Would have called this storm

Not an angel but a fury?

 

I wish for my slumber

And to settle in the covers once more

Night.

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I think of Spring while posting this one

And also, how I never did make it to Mughal Gardens again this year

 

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Insomnia

There are times

When she stays up all night

Talking to no one

Thinking what might

 
Happen if she takes that next step

And be completely wrong

Which may lead her to a place

Where she doesn’t belong

 
So there she lies still

Chained tight in her mind’s cage

Oh hang on, sleep!

She has her demons to deal with

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When sleep eludes me and my mind wanders…