Saturday, 22 March 2014

Sleep...

The tantalising fingers
of serenity
gently beckon
to my tortured soul

The sweet whispers
of oblivion
tempt me
to a realm unknown

The lingering promise 
of solitude
drags me
to a darkened road

The delicious ecstasy
of freedom
urges me 
to reach out

The ferocious energy 
of stillness 
embraces me
and makes me whole

I lose myself
within the confines
of a seething
ordered chaos

Falling deeper
into an endless abyss
of this false death

called sleep...
~Shamshaad~

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