its 4 AM
why am i awake?
why can i not sleep?
the world outside is waking up, slow
who are all these children of the morning?
walking slow and shuffling through the semi darkness
bending maybe they all have dropped something
there is a man in the Masjid
who has started his prayer
i do not understand a word of what he's singing
but i like the tone of his voice
lost from lives that we live.
i'm sitting here in my bed
awake at 4 AM
have i really woken up to life?
or am i still sleeping?
so many questions
am i looking
This is what happens when you wake up at 4 in the morning.
oh and P.S i had to reconfigure the feed of the blog, because of someone who did a mischief on me. I just hope you all can spare one click to come and read the poems.
p.p.s Kris, don't kick my ass over this, i know your new phone can follow links!