what keeps me away
from the ensuing day
blocking vision with a translucent veil
morning haze holds sway
holding breath in anticipation
I fail to notice
Moon’s quiet exit
to life’s next station
I tear through the fog
attack life with zest
It’s a reward for waking up
leaving behind a night’s rest
Now is the time to ink dreams
on consciousness, till they make
me an insomniac that beams –
to get not a slice, but the cake
Reena Saxena 
Stunning, Reena. Absolutely love this 💕🙂
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Thanks a ton, Harmony!
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Lovely take.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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Wow, Reena! So many stunning lines – “Moon’s quiet exit
to life’s next station”, and your last stanza is awesome. It’s always a pleasure when you join in.
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It’s always a pleasure to interact with you. Thank you so much!
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My pleasure and the feeling is mutual.
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