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A Stress


I stay awake till midnight
tossing in the bed.
Both my physic and mind
are not at rest.

It is turning into a stress
thinking of the bygone
foreseeing the future
recording the present.

Knowing fully well
it is impossible
to re -enact the past
I retrospect.

That of the future,
beyond my grasp
a mirage, elusive,
I introspect.

From the present which
I behold and experience
most under my control.
I suspect.

It is how I spend my nights
physically on the bed
virtually travelling
across the days and years,

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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