Sleepless....

The drunken stupor

Of bitter sweet memories,

Douses my quest

Of the land of dreams....

I lie, half-awake

As if stopped mid-sentence,

While wiping the smudges

Off the dew soaked screen.....

Self proclaimed desires

Seem to crouch in the shadows,

Of a sub conscious soul....

While the eyes frisk the darkness

For a silhouette of sense.....

Yet the rays of the unseen

Fail to descend......

The heart seeks

A new wanderer,

To find his way

Into the barrens of emotion......

Yet discordant chords

Seemingly play futile notes.....

As numbness gathers comfort,

In the arches of the mind....

While I lie sleepless,

Waiting for my stars

To play a new trick on me this time.....