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.😊👌💐👍
Thanks a lot for the appreciation. It gives a much needed boost.
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Too much going on in our minds to provide real restfulness even when we sleep.
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.
We may be changing but adapting is the key to survival