A Poem by Maroon Surreal

I am a sleepless freak.


Staying up late

And wandering in the midnight.

Always sleepless.

Tired eyes.

Quiet place.

A moment most things

Could get better

And get finished

But life has only little time.

I used to wonder

That the more things people have

The lesser time they get.

© 2012 Maroon Surreal

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The more things people have, the less time they get. Perfect.

Posted 9 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gosh...I felt your poem, so much...I have these very same thoughts, at night...I only get a few hours sleep...your poem captured the very essence of that emotion. Wonderful.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on February 13, 2012
Last Updated on April 16, 2012
Tags: poem, poetry, late, midnight, moment, night, sleepless, staying up, thoughts, time, writing


Maroon Surreal
Maroon Surreal

Candles and fading sheets, I write my heart of bits. I write poems and other short stories. Really short stories. I'm still learning and willing to learn more, read more and write more. I like .. more..

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A Poem by Maroon Surreal