On my Birthday eve


I have no time,

I have no sleep

yet the world stands still now.


I can feel your cold gaze,

gaze of urgency.

It rushed through me

making me sit upright

with my eyes staring into the laptop screen.


I began typing,

and it went on and on

with no plan and thinking.


Slowly, I planted a tree

roots strong, and body firm

its green leaves spread out wide

far and high,

shading the distant lands.


And when my fingers finally paused,

I realise the time that went by

crying and screaming,

for the deaf me.


When you finally left,

I drink my Birthday tea

and sit back reading

this poem that I just posted in glee.

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