Entropy…

Both what you run from and what you yearn for are within you

Poetry Entropy | 11 Mar 2009

Insomniac

This poem by Maya Angelou delves deep into the soul of restlessness.

night

There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.

Maya Angelou

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One Response to “Insomniac”

on 12 Mar 2009 at 9:20 pm 1.Magda said …

Hi Ajay, I wish I could understand this poem better, but the picture I found so subtle and warm… Have a beautiful weekend!

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