Quiet

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I can't sleep
not 'cause of the mosquitoes 
that go on and on
with their unbearable whining.
Not the heat
that cooks me up
like a meal. 
But my mind
that never stops thinking,
and my thoughts
that buzz louder than bees. 

I twist and turn,
stuff my head in a pillow, 
cry like a baby.
Wanting it to be quiet,
wanting it to go away.
But the noise inside
is too loud
for my shrieks
to be heard.

I finally fall asleep
trusting my dreams.
But they get even louder
than my screams 
making me sweat
more than the heat.

I have lost the joystick
to my mind.
Tell me what is worse!
What is worse than being trapped in your own head? 




Eid Mubarak 

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Comments

  1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 21, 2023 at 6:17 PM

    Amazing lines, Anu. "What is worse than being trapped in your own head?" Superb.

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  2. none to be knownApril 22, 2023 at 9:56 AM

    "Being trapped in your own head" restless nights lost in thoughts. I've always felt frightened by my thoughts.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Prasanna RaghavanApril 23, 2023 at 3:24 AM

    Funtastic lines:) Yes, we are getting trapped in the hurl of our own thoughts:)

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