lost coins

a silver coin and a gold
i did carry, carefully, in my wallet

first, i lost the silver coin
that i found after some pain
(that troubled my soul, my heart)
and a diligent search

then, i lost the gold
and this time in a shit pit
(where i also lost my mind)
to chase the lost coin

ps. Photo provided by Gitanjali Victor

sleeplessness

sneaking into my night, like a snake
sleeplessness came in
and have curled within my soul
hissing at me every time i went into snooze

it was that woman that shared my bed
those days, when my coins created music
that released this creepy creature
but now that spine-chilling persists within

my heart, my mind as if that has been
my second nature, my twin brother
thus that insomnia insists on sharing inheritance
when my hard toil of day deserves a longer nap