Shades of Being Tired

I am tired and I have work to do in the morning 
But the night just takes me over, nothing feels better
I hope for strength for both of us
And I secretly wish for your text
But I know I've lost it

Exactly two months later.

I am tired and I have work to do in the morning 
But the night is getting dizzy, bedding is too comfy
I hope for strength for both of us
And I secretly wish you never text
But i know you'll do it anyway

Five months hence.

I am tired and I have work to do in the morning
But longer screen time disrupts my sleep cycle
You are buried in the back of my mind, and deep down
You know everything that it feels without
I got things to tell, but I let you be, undisturbed

10 months down the line.


I am tired and it's cause I had a fulfilling day
Of simple things, nature, self love, work and breaks
I read, sketched, flexed, and fought your thoughts
I think you got across just too fast
No complaints, it's me and my unshaken heart

Lilies

Everytime I pull myself up
You come knocking with lilies
I peep through the keyhole
And I know how I love it

I'd been longing for flowers
you sell the best ones too
I abstain opening the doors
For I'd stopped buying from you

The last time you traded
roses full of thorns
Has still got me bruises
From things I still adorn

Yet I open the door
End up buying those lilies
Through my bleeding hand
Creeps in the willies

Maybe Next Time

 I don’t know
 This ain’t new
 This strong endorsement
 That I have for you
 I mean I open your chat
 Enter the text box
 I have so many things to say
 Connect all those dots

 I run back to my pages
 To structure my thoughts
 But they still lay impatient
 Scuffling to unbox
 I close my eyes
 It’s the same old smile
 I came too far for this
 Need to walk an extra mile

 You are in my search list
 I don’t like to archive
 You are in the records
 I would play while I drive
 I gush through anecdotes
 That I wish were true
 You are my affirmation
 When I’m misconstrued

 You are the trophy
 Won in toughest battles
 You are the treasures
 I need to build my castle
 I still don’t know
 It’s been more than an hour
 I’ve got so much to say
 Maybe next time, with some flowers 

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