Lost Soul

Lost Soul

Last night I slept half past four
Couldn’t sleep while my three brothers snore
I stared at the ceiling which reminded me of sky
Like a jolly daylight, moon lit our room bright
I thought of having a dream as I sleep
Lucid to be, I’d like demons to creep
They would not scare me, I’ve seen enough dark
Cold as coldest winters, days fierce and stark

I would like to be scared though; I really need some sleep
How Am I supposed to wake up early, if I don’t stay in my kip
I stood up, emptied snacks into a bowl
Felt too random, curious, anxious, have I lost my soul?

Lost Soul

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Lost Souls

Lost Soul

I try to wake up early, and I try to make it out
with a blurred vision I would see, I would hear sound that loud
Then I would put on my glasses, to see the world as it should seem
with stiffed back I would stretch, nature again would look so mean
I’ve seen good times and bad too, but I never seen the best yet
my days would pass by as I, climb up or fall back
I don’t laugh or cry much, I feel very emotionless
I’ve always helped as much as I could, but never heard that one yes
I think God looks after us, or as this was what I used to think
but this is one possibility, and so is that God does not exist
Like this, my day would pass by and as I would go to sleep
And time would go fly till past four, and I would still not even blink.

 

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Ps.

Just a casual poem, in which I expressed my heart and the story of “how I got fat in last summer” which, to be frank, many of my dearest friends have been asking. So yes, I empty the bowl of snacks every night, I am sleep deprived and my day job includes sitting on a desk for 6 hours straight. Anyways, for more reasonable and logical stuff, follow my Instagram/twitter/facebook @reesgargi

I am including a healthy diet and good workout routine now, for a good mind, you need a healthy functional body.

Cheers ?

Lost Soul

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