Treasure Island

Geetima Baruah Sarma

(April 26,1969 / Assam, India)

A Sleepless Night


She kept awake
whole night long,
her eyelids
refused to bow
and a thought
whirled
round and round.
Seconds, minutes
and hours gone,
slumber stood
at the threshold,
the moon sailed
through the sky
reflecting light
all around
but her thought
recurred
round and round.
She felt miserable
and it seemed as if
huge black curtains
were forcefully
pulled before her,
blocking her vision
of radiant light,
leaving her
farthest behind,
leaving her
all alone,
all by herself.


[Published in 'Induswomanwriting.com' in November 2013 issue]

Submitted: Monday, November 04, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 04, 2013

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