insomnia for a poet

am I so hateful tonight , when there is no one left to fight

because I pushed them all away, because my opinion their argument wont sway

and now I am left to rue, nothing more or nor else to do

who shall we fight today, which demon inside to slay

no you could never be mine, if you realized I am out of line

with my silliness on display, and many more that left this way

to join again the loud chorus, stop pretending to  amuse or bore us

insomnia shall kneel to time, and we have squandered another futile rhyme






Author: Ajay Ohri

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