Getting up at 2 in the morning
brooding over the day’s events.
 I  sense a dull pain in the legs 
symptomatic of restless 
leg syndrome.  Straighten 
and twist the leg
 that most hurts. At times 
 let out a sob. An hour 
passes the clock strikes 
3 and then 4,  Listening 
to the tick tock 
I stare in the dark,
 Silence unfolds. 



By meenas17

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

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