CRAZY AT MIDNIGHT………..

CRAZY AT MIDNIGHT………..



The clock looked at me rather surprised.
Or was it the clock trying to surprise me
I would never know……


I glanced again at the Clock……
I could see a faint smile radiate out
The hands were moving in an action
simulating a slow clap

It was midnight
I was alone
And missing you…but that does not entitle the clock
to joys of clapping

On the contrary…..
I could feel my temper rising

I reached for my tablet of calmpose
I must control ..I heard telling myself
My hands handed me back a card instead
I found you smiling out of card……

Strangely your fingers pointed
In the direction of the guilty clock..
I could feel your smile touch me
And I could feel my rising temper
Leave me ..bidding me bye
Walk out of my window……

Into my neighbour’s window
I could see him peep out of window
Rubbing his bleary eyes
Asking me accusingly
Why must I be clapping at midnight ?

He would never know..
The joy of knowing that
Pretty soon when I hit the sack
You will join me in my dreams……..
And for a change..
my loneliness can go and sleep alone….