P.S. I miss you
Insomnia
Sleep has been evading me
Lying on a strange bed in a strange room
The pillows are persuading me
But there’s no comfort here without you
I restlessly toss and turn
My mind is perceiving the bed as steel
With nails and fire, it pricks and burns
Your distance arouses the insomniac in me
I have been studying the ceiling
And I imagine seeing your beautiful face
Are you peacefully sleeping?
Or are you awake feeling lost and displaced?
I don’t smell you in the sheets
This generic softener doesn’t remind me of home
Wherever I can feel your heartbeats
Is where I want to be, is where I belong
The hours are slowly passing by
And sunrays are shyly sneaking through the window
But they don’ reflect on your eyes
It’s just another morning without your morning glow
I miss u more! Ur my home!
Wow what a beautiful piece. Every visit to this website is like a celebration bro. I admire and look upto your writing standards, touches the heart and strikes the mind undoubtedly..
Wifey,:)
Shehab, You have to visit regularly!
Thank you for the kind compliment
Love it.. I really like ur writing.. Keep going
I really like your comment !
I would say “Wow” but i’d much rather say *Ma Shaa Allah*
“Your distance arouses the insomniac in me” << Beautiful~
A Well-written piece doc! i guess everyone has an insomaniac within, regardless of cause 🙂
That’s true.. and it’s not easy putting the insomniac to sleep once it awakens . Thank you