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Raphaele
Moon
- Joined
- Sep 21, 2023
This thread is probably going to be the scribbles that come to my mind. Since I am going through a lot of sleepless nights, I thought of writing about them.
The world around me slumbers in a tranquil sea, while I'm adrift in wakeful reverie. Is it okay? you may ask, but I can only be silent after all I'm a captive of sleep's elusive defiance.
I have a friend, my sentinel actually, he keeps watch from the midnight sky as my restless hours passby. Could he maybe see my thoughts that's glowing and flowing like the fireflies? Never a night went by that restricted my endless flow of thoughts.
Oh yes I forgot another one of my companion, the ticking clock, his hands never stopping, running in his own rhythm. I wonder, maybe tonight my thoughts and musings won't interlace? Oh well, that was another impossible thought.
The world is hushed, and shadows play, As I chase the remnants of the day. Maybe I'm trying to chase away the shadows haunting me or should I say I have already come to enjoy their performances? As in sleeplessness now a different world takes flight which is the canvas that my creativity defines.
I listen to the whispers of the night, in the symphony of stillness, I find a grace, the solace that I seek every dawn. Though the weariness of the day may weigh me down, this sleeplessness never causes a frown. For amidst the stars and the moon's soft kiss, I find a kind of nocturnal bliss as in the sleepless hours, I am free, To explore the depths of inner self.
In the silence of the night, I dive deep, In sleeplessness, my soul's secrets keep.
Rae<3
The world around me slumbers in a tranquil sea, while I'm adrift in wakeful reverie. Is it okay? you may ask, but I can only be silent after all I'm a captive of sleep's elusive defiance.
I have a friend, my sentinel actually, he keeps watch from the midnight sky as my restless hours passby. Could he maybe see my thoughts that's glowing and flowing like the fireflies? Never a night went by that restricted my endless flow of thoughts.
Oh yes I forgot another one of my companion, the ticking clock, his hands never stopping, running in his own rhythm. I wonder, maybe tonight my thoughts and musings won't interlace? Oh well, that was another impossible thought.
The world is hushed, and shadows play, As I chase the remnants of the day. Maybe I'm trying to chase away the shadows haunting me or should I say I have already come to enjoy their performances? As in sleeplessness now a different world takes flight which is the canvas that my creativity defines.
I listen to the whispers of the night, in the symphony of stillness, I find a grace, the solace that I seek every dawn. Though the weariness of the day may weigh me down, this sleeplessness never causes a frown. For amidst the stars and the moon's soft kiss, I find a kind of nocturnal bliss as in the sleepless hours, I am free, To explore the depths of inner self.
In the silence of the night, I dive deep, In sleeplessness, my soul's secrets keep.
Rae<3