Sameera Alshaikh

My Friend Of Misery (Prose)

Drifting out of sight, fading into the night.
Times of frustration and depression.
An uncomfortably disturbing state of mind deriving from the darkness...
Thrown into a state of intense stress and desperation, how can I ease the pain in my aching heart?
Sadness resulting from being forsaken!
A solitary night, untouched, unspoken to — Loneliness!
In the pitch-dark when even your shadow abandons you!
Falling into gentle ruin, nothing here, only worms writhing round and round — writhing away while my brain leaks into the ground.
It seems that time is passing slower than normal this damn night!
Tension — The deafening sound of a clock in my head is ticking, TICK, TOCK, TICK, TOCK as if it was a time bomb; So loud, can’t make myself heard no matter how hard I scream!
An unpleasant emotion — an overwhelming feeling of discomfort, emptiness, nervousness, worry and anxiety.
Pale with exhaustion and trouble...
An endless stream of fear and terror.
I’m lost — the apprehension has taken me beneath the cold purple sheets where it's even harder to breathe...
Ever thought what I've been thinking about?
I've been thinking about you!
My heart murmurs your name, it's only you who can dig me out of this mess! I'll die if you don't hold me tight tonight. I shut my eyes to feel your hands caressing me... And the only reason I cherish sleep is to dream of you.
I sing myself to sleep — calming and soothing myself so that I may fall into a deep and satisfying sleep.
A fight that took so long has finally ended by the surrender of my bleeding eyes to precious sleep.
It's the frantic moments when a human hopelessly tries to sleep! Weakness and fatigue, my body is so heavy and relaxed.
Sinking down... Down... Deeper and deeper.

A few miraculous golden rays of light into the smothering darkness, stroking gently on the cold walls of a lifeless bedroom.
I was on the verge of sleep when the alarm went off. Annoying beeping sound disturbing the sweetness of a dream!
Rise and shine, Rise and shine!
6: 00 AM and I'm all curled up in my bed.The sheets are still cold.
A voice in my head awakens from its respite and tries to convince me that the situation is much worse...
there I lay, motionless in pain and my hand can't make it to the alarm clock, the voices in my head start telling me that it's too early and too cold to get out of bed! ... I just don't feel like leaving bed today!
This morning selfish needs! Would it be better if I died?
Paralyzed—Aching sore muscles lie still in rebellion pretending not to hear my poor twisted mind ordering them to move.
Loud voices shouting for me to hit the snooze button and go back to sleep...
But the voice I've chosen to listen to is the voice that says that there's a reason I set the alarm the first place! So sit up! Put your feet on the floor! Force a smile on your face and don’t look back! Because we've got work to do! !
Welcome to the real world, where each day is a series of conflicts between the right way and the easy way.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 17, 2013


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  • Rookie - 0 Points Greg Uhan (6/27/2013 4:22:00 PM)

    We've all been there. Remember the brighter your light the more darkness is drawn to you. You are survivor keep fighting, through our suffering we are strengthened. You have an amazing gift for expression, I am certain you'll make it through to see better brighter days. Keep shining soul sister. Your presence is a gift to this world. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 309 Points Poetheart Morgan (5/2/2013 11:24:00 PM)

    Hello Poetess, you are doing very good! Like the story just need more short, sometimes. But very well done! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,488 Points Wahab Abdul (5/1/2013 10:03:00 AM)

    if you repeat words the way you repeat is a weakness of a poem, you need a point of brevity -telling something with extra have a good hand, i like your style... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,119 Points Ramesh Rai (4/25/2013 12:14:00 AM)

    A very splendid and wonderful execution. One thing, i m not discouraging u, poetry should be as short as possible. that is why a poem of four lines can be elaborated to 400 lines. keep always it up. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Kharon March (4/24/2013 12:03:00 PM)

    Beautifuly depicted though it had a sad connotation to it but great non the less. Good work (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Halls (4/21/2013 2:41:00 PM)

    A dark story Sameera but well written if not a bit long.
    But you do write this style of poetry in your unique way, and it is interesting to read.
    I'd like to see you do other styles of poetry as well to balance your obvious talent out.
    Anyway well done! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 58 Points Matt Mooney (4/21/2013 1:05:00 PM)

    One can easily empathise with the sentiments of the poem and especially its powerful ending.Fine piece of writing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 177 Points Oladehinde J. Ibikunle (4/21/2013 7:38:00 AM)

    good work, it is dark and melancholic. But the length is somewhat long to discourage readers. I love this, but I love short poetries more! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Madina Morris (4/20/2013 3:14:00 PM)

    (HAND CLAP) it was a wonderful read, i loved the way you explain why you don't want to get out of bed, but you still do. Its some what have taken something as simple as sleep, dreaming, night, and day...then you turned it into such a marvelous poem. Great job Sameera Alshaikh. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 4 Points Nader Baheri (4/20/2013 1:54:00 AM)

    beautifully and nicely penned.sad but the truth is always matter how hard we bound to our dreams but it not what usually happened in the reality.
    fascinating one~nb (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,565 Points Hazel Durham (4/19/2013 3:37:00 AM)

    A beautiful outpouring of deep emotions written with such ease, a delight to read and ponder on!
    Brilliant write, thanks for the invite! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 417 Points Kavya . (4/19/2013 12:37:00 AM)

    every one on this earth goes thru the daily life's struggle...the path of life was is will never be easier for any of is our will power that motivates us n urges us to accept the next morning day, hoping for a positive n energetic day....the loneliness is sumthing v feel when v dearly miss our loved one, the way u hav depicted in our poetry...this is however temporary n one has to move on in life, as time does not wait for any one....time once gone is gone forever.......TIME is like River, You cannot touch the same water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.Enjoy every moment of Life......
    overall a gud write...... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 154 Points Chandra Thiagarajan (4/18/2013 11:34:00 PM)

    A n impeccable write mirroring your sympathetic situation in full flow. If it is a reflection of your self then I pity you and pray God to give you peace of mind. (Report) Reply

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