โ† Poems

XIII.

Midnights

2024-07-23

I lie awake at night,

staring

into the silence of my dark ceiling.

Conspiring to steal

most of the mornings to my favour.

My sunrises

are merely the results of my midnight's conspiracy.

My day starts at 12 AM.

Ayushmaan Mishra ยท 2024-07-23

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