A cauldron called sleep...

Don't remember the time... more than 7 years ago... I think... I couldn't sleep with these words whirling inside of my head...

1Likes
5Comments
1595Views
AA

2. ...fire of my memories...

 

Unable to distinguish... the Night...

within and without;

My eyelids...

droop-down shut... 

to sprout...

the fireworks of dreams...

to purge... and put out,

the raging fire of my memories.

 

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...