A Sleepless Watcher Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

I like the connotations and the comparisons which come from them. It's a rich little one.

Insomniacal...only skies have independent movement with no border restrictions.Skies are all everywhere blue.That's the reason.People are brown, black, white, yellow.Therefore boundaries and incendiaries.Then human diaries like your poetry.Alas! skies saw and see, will see all like MAMPI silently without being charged deceased... or deadlocked.