
Changing Nights
There’s some thing about the night
It’s not the same it used to be
Moments in a bunch
Keep passing in a blink
Not a single one, hanging around
Lingering in the air, just for a while
Evenings are shorter
Just a blip
And before one can think
It’s time to sleep
There’s no relief, there’s no release
Weariness of body, fuzziness of mind
Climbs on the bed
Along with me
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Crafted at its best… I enjoyed every feel of the words.😊👌💐👍
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks a lot for the appreciation. It gives a much needed boost.
😇
LikeLiked by 1 person
Too much going on in our minds to provide real restfulness even when we sleep.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Yes. That and maybe the world is changing. That everything doesn’t feel the same as it was. Or maybe we are changing and can’t adapt.
LikeLiked by 1 person
We may be changing but adapting is the key to survival
LikeLiked by 1 person