Daily Insanity

by Soibam Haripriya

Morning began
with the anticipated
surprise of daily deaths
Afternoon's a stroll
to an ocean without a
shore where broken
boats of hope row away
in little ripples
With dusk
the drunken poets came
Afflicted by a strange epidemic of optimism
brought forth by bouts of nostalgia
When the insipid evening
arrived like a hermit with vows
of poverty I find insomniac soul
gazing wistfully at the end
of a graceful coil of a rope

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