Another Sleepless Night

A streak of lightning

A shriek of thunder

   A foreboding

Of a dreary rain

For  a weary brain.

Despite taking a  pill ,

I lay awake still

Elbows at the window sill,

Hands against my cheeks.

I can hear

Down in the still waters

Of  the murky   creek,

frogs croak

and the ticking of the clock.

the sound  Of  the midnight  train

Comes to shake The  windowpane

And with it comes the rain.

No rubbing the eyes

No yawning

So , another sleepless

Dreamless night

In the offing.


This is my first thursday poets’ rally poem , I hope you ‘ll love it.I’d like to thank Jingle for giving me the opportunity to take part in this rally.This is her blogging home:

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