Sleep eludes. It sits impatiently at the edge of her eyelids and flows out with that effortless tear drop. It ventures out to find the reason for its incompleteness…
Few weeks ago her insomnia had got a reason. She looked forward to staying awake for the
3am conversations- mostly the silences they shared.
She found meaning out of those moments, falling asleep at the break of dawn but happily so.
She has lost the meaning today. Sleep sits at the far end of her bed smilingly,as she tosses and turns in vain.
A few days back she fell asleep and woke up embracing the reason.. Tonight her tired,droopy eyelids fights an eternal wait for sleep’s kiss..