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SITE NAME: Benjoe's Reflections
OPENED: May 17, 2011
OWNER: Benjoe N. Agbaybr> TYPE: Personal Website
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Insomnia

INSOMNIA

1
Darkness reigns the raven sky
Vivid are crickets' anguished cry;
Strengths dissolved in wasted try
Vengeance released in broken sigh.

2
Shrouds of fog the breeze abase
Clusters of stars in its own blaze;
Peaceful moon dwelling in chase
Luring dreams of humans in daze.

3
Ruffling leaves of trees so few
Clear as crystal are beads of dew;
Trickle traced the panes in hue
Blurred in mist of breath as I blew.

4
Dim lit lamps of shades so grand
Sounds of drizzle tiny as sand;
Reached the glass from where I stand
Etched the feelings with my bare hand.

5
Scribbles of a love that's lost
Left with a heart in smoking frost;
The penned note of forlorn post
Burnt memories cherished the most.

6
Crumpled papers scrunched in lame
Candles crying to save their flame;
Blot of ink that scrawled your name
Remembrance of my fretful shame.

7
Cobwebs of sheets donned the floor
Tangled robes hanging on the door;
Broken glass in grieving snore
Lorn wake of my existence's core.

8
White pieces of shattered vase
Splash of water on their own race;
Dried petals brown in solace
Resemblance of my narrow trace.

9
Blinking light of broken phone
Beeping in a familiar tone;
Trapped escape from a strayed zone
Keen surge of weakness raked my bone.

10
Sky tore open for the dawn
Nostalgic for my stifled yawn
Night spent amidst lonesome moan
As fragile as a crippled fawn.
DATE:Thursday, January 6, 2011 TIME:{12:43 AM} COMMENTS:
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