I stare at the sky through a small window,
As the redness of sunrise spread beyond sight,
Red, Yellow, Blue all come together,
As if it is a grand wedding of colours,
All making plans to disrupt everyone’s dreams.
I sit there, immersed in the environment,
So quiet,
I can hear the wind rushing through the window,
Ripping across my face,
Making my loss of sleep fully worth it.
I sit there, thinking,
Who am I?
Where am I heading?
What is my next step?
Because if I fail to plan then I plan to fail.
All I can think of is the fact,
That I’m thankful to the sun,
And sunshine,
And window,
To allow me to reflect on my actions,
And to give me the courage to fight ‘SNOOZE’ demon,
Because If I had slept for just another hour,
Building false empires in my dream,
And dreaming of things I can’t have,
I would never get the chance to plan,
Amongst the chaos of the society,
And I would be scattered throughout the day,
Because nothing scares me more than,
Doing nothing and wasting time.