I can’t sleep Had tea in the evening Tear starts pouring And I started counting sheep
Over and over the fence One up jumping, Another come running Over and over again
Time passed doing nothing Not rest or feast, Not work or read The story ends with dreaming
Deep in my sleep Keep on stressing Keep on rehearsing Found no peace at no ease
Why do we need sleeping Thoughts in my head, Progress I could have made Instead, I lie practise dying
Why do I need dreaming Reality is there Stop the stress and I swear Instead, I lie practise dying
And right before my birthday came these feelings. Cool. Cool cool cool cool.
Another piece half-written in the dark at three in the morning. I’m doing the video for trinity exam. I filmed over and over again that it started to stress me out real bad, and i ended up dreaming about it. And i gotta go back to practicing. ****.
About the form, I read a poem using the similar form in my previous semester and i absolutely loved it. It’s so rhythmic and fun to read. And i just happen to come up with it, so it was pretty impressive. (Although the poem i was talking about was way, wayyyyyyy more beautiful than this. I feel like there is no rhythm in this piece at all /sad/ but i’ll get there one day)