Insomnia is an ally of restlessness;
While trauma, a result of feeling helpless.
Trapped between two evils—what a dilemma!
How I wish for temporary amnesia.
Believe me, I didn't pray for idleness,
Which only aggravates my being hopeless.
I long to see a host of gumamela
In a backyard with an old, tall acacia.
When will I ever make love with happiness?
I'm very tired of wallowing in sadness.
Belovèd, I need your taste and aroma;
Save me from turning into an amoeba.
I'm dying nightly because of emptiness!
I'm living in a house, but I am homeless.
About the Author: aLfie vera mella, otherwise eLf, is a nurse in profession and a literatus in avocation. Read more about him on http://www.elf-ideas.blogspot.com.
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