Late at night.........


Late at night,
He sits with unsleepy eyes
and a rubik's cube in hand,
trying to solve     
but in vain.
Just the way
the day had been.

Late at night
He sits with his camera
trying to spot and capture
what might have been going missing
from his naked eyes.
All in vain..

Late at night
He sits with books
trying to read
and find out something,
something vital
that He doesn't yet know..
but to no avail !!


Late at night He sits in front of
the computer screen
with the key board in hand
trying to write
what can't be said,
Still in vain...

Late at night
He opens the windows
and stands in chill
for half an hour
only to realize
that the night has ended
and its early morning
Yet again!!


(c)2012 Priyaa Arora

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Comments

  1. The Solitary Writer23 December 2012 at 20:07

    haha good one...

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    1. Priya Arora23 December 2012 at 20:40

      Aawww...somebody' nights are so damn frustrating n you are laughing..Badd!!!! :-D :-P

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  2. SG24 December 2012 at 06:25

    Late at night
    He should put his leg on the coffee table
    And sip a glass of Merlot
    He will be relazed.

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  3. Shilpa Garg24 December 2012 at 15:03

    Oh My!! That's a bad scenario! :P

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  4. logic28 December 2012 at 01:35

    wow nicely written loved reading it..:)

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    1. Priya Arora2 February 2013 at 00:52

      Thank you, Logic :P Sorry, I guess I missed your comment earlier...
      Keep visiting :-)

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  5. Deepika11 February 2013 at 16:33

    So true Priya... Can relate to every instance :)

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    1. Priya Arora15 February 2013 at 14:59

      Days like this happen to all of us...M glad somebody can relate to it, Thank you :)

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  6. Vikalp11 April 2013 at 22:57

    Loved it, Priyaa. My last night was something like this only :P

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  7. Rahul Bhatia12 April 2013 at 12:05

    Nice writing Priyaa... but hope it is not happening to you but to him:)

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    1. Priya Arora12 April 2013 at 17:01

      It has happened to me too, Rahul sir :-)

      Vikalp hehe...

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