PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Perhaps the sun too is befuddled

On how it is going to shine

My morning's arduous to amuse

As bird’s tweet is in mute

In my beleaguered brain, your name

is always written the same



Hope is unlikely a fogy thing

I cling to tomorrow’s promises

Embracing them in my dreams

At night, when everybody’s

Fast asleep, I am still awake

gathering your pillows,

kissing them as if you were they