Can I?

Why do these unheard waves

Rattle the peace of mind

And send ripples that keep me wake at night

Dreaming of all those untouched sterile shores

Away from the figment of accomplishment

Under the heat of present inventory problems

Mind only banished to the thoughts of day dreamers

With situations under control stands miles apart

Fear of those turbulent dark waters

Unspoken in the face of truth

Sends chilling shivers down the spine

The smell of vomit at the back of the throat

With my mind swirling around

As it seeps down the gutter of clinching thoughts

Wondering where life will take me

As I finally difted into sleep

Dreaming if I can…

© G.V Raghavasree