
Insomniac nights
Nights are pregnant full of surprise
Too many stories jostling inside
Feeding from the single cord
In the expectant womb tucked inside
But the moment you, switch off lights
Lay in the bed for the night
They emerge slowly one by one
When everything else, has gone quite
Playing episodes new and old
One after another without respite
Close your eyes or keep them wide
Toss or turn, or stay still
Sleep won’t touch your tired eyes
Till you have gone through season five
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Haha! Excellent poem.
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Thanks 😀
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