Clinomania

As I step out of my bed

It tries to pull me back again 

Wants me to lay supine 

And enjoy the world 

beyond my eyes

 

I kept eyes tightly shut

But still I smelled the petrichor as it rose

And heard the distinct thundering bows 

Ethereal feeling made me open them

and see the wonderful green woods

Aurora in the sky made everyone smile

Sonorous wild growls made the beauty alive

Euphoric apples jumped and rested on my hands

This is the life I won’t leave again 

For an ephemeral of oblivion, I felt my back resting again 

 

I threw my hands in search of it

but it was nowhere to be found again

 

~Hemang Kargeti