As I accept the verdict,
the dead-soul beast―
jumps up, draws out the sword
and starts cutting the drift. You shout,
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The insomnia, now rules. You start counting the sins. These are the unavoidable companions in the evening. Thought provoking write. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
The insomnia now rules. Oblivion comes from the very bottom of tranquility. We should accept it, hug it like mother's beneficial hand her infant otherwise we should tolerate the tumult that it may causes afterward. insomnia is perhaps the true sign of going to land of peace and get rid of conscernings and occupations of mind. Thanks dear verma for sharing your beautiful and nice poem.