Sleep 

The hunter sprung on the hunted.

The yarns of drowsiness 

Tightened around the

Eyelids,  pupils fought a lost battle !

Vison became unfocused,

Waltzing at the precarious end of unconsciousness!

The letters on the book

Started to  move ,

Like ants with a purpose .

Leading me to a realm

Where reality fades

And dreams evade! 

Sanjana Varma 

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