Its two o'clock midnight past

Its two o’clock midnight past

by Vinita Singh

Its two o’clock midnight past
I feel I’m awake
And everynight with dreams I awake at last.
I hear the train on the railroad tracks.
Its roaring whistle further away comes to a halt.
I see the lamp lights as
Its two o’clock midnight past.
I write my poems on the computer
as words come to me quiet fast.
My thoughts of past
As years have passed.
Its two o’clock midnight past.
Of visions of future which just may last
In the moment, its just quiet.
I can feel the silence with the crickets chirping.
Its two o’clock midnight past.

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