The Awakened (Tireless Soul)

A Poem

The Awakened (Tireless Soul)

How many times had I been awakened and how many times had I been to sleep?

How many nights of sleep do I have and how many of them have I slept?

How many dreams inside of me

Dreams inside of me that I have been living

How many demons from my past, how many demons from my past from that I am fleeing

Those nightmares stalking every night at my sleep

And those whistling reveries throughout my dream

For me, my reveries and nightmares are like a flapping butterfly under the thunderstorm

From which I will get it through at any cost

And trust me when I say that for sure I will get it through

Now it has been like an obsession

To be under your oppression

For you, it's a confession

For me, it will be a suppression

I will live behind your walls

Behind the walls of your joy and sorrow

I will get over your riddle and clues

I will get over these somehow

I say keep coming upon my mind

And accompany me with your touch or glimpse

For which I have been awakened

And time itself feels like a long awakening

Now it has been like an obsession

To be under your oppression

For you, it's a confession

For me, it will be a suppression

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Nabin Yonghang Limbu

A reader, listener and an amateur writer. I have been writing Unshared short stories and poems for years now. I recently realized that writing has always been the most expressive form for me.  "Better late than Never".

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