I no longer take the sleeping pills to cheat my head to slumber. With my phone in the hand, and books by the side, and laptop by the table, I don’t think finding something to do would be hard. I have done these for long; read books, browsed the internet, played online games to escape the insomnia. This was the past but lately I have become tired of them.
I have to find something new, and try that out. The insomnia is overwhelming when you are tired of what you used to do. Amid all these, I find my notes book, I read through all the poems, and my mind finds some peace. These poems have been inspired by both art and true events. As I read through each one, I start enjoying the marvel of the words.
How could I write all these? What did that poem mean? Sometimes I would ask myself. Most of which I wrote but never got the chance to reread or recite. Today is not the day for the reads. I find the pen, get the book, and start writing. I want to write anything except a poem.
What I feel about poems is that they are often misinterpreted. I feel that poems are best understood by the poets themselves and even with a wonderful piece, without getting the message would just prove as another piece of beautiful trash. As I get my pen, what comes to my mind is why I am not asleep. It is 3AM in the morning and I have been here laying since midnight.
The only thing that I blame is the Insomnia. Why me? What have I done to lack sleep? Funny enough, a three-hour sleep just worked as usual as I would wake up normally at the dawn. So what is this insomnia? I still do not know much about it beyond the usual scientific definition but one thing I am sure of is that not everyone experiences it.
It has it’s purpose in life. This is the moment to pick a pen and write to the world. Put down anything, and it may not be as beautiful as you’d like to put but it is worth it. It could be that it’s a nostalgic moment back in your life, travelling the world, writing about your area of expertise, and the list is endless. Just put something down on a paper each day.
If you are the reader who does not write, I can refer you as selfish. We read other people’s work forgetting that decades down the line, the children, and the grandchildren of then would need to know what happened in this moment. If we are not writing then we are not doing justice to the future generations.
This does not mean that you should write only after experiencing the insomnia. This is the best time when your mind is active and the body is docile; a perfect condition for writing. We have to give back to the society through the work of words. Let us inspire that child, that woman, and future reader to continue with this noble art.
If you love that best novel, that trendy article, the lyrical poem you have in mind, then this is the chance to make that novel, article or poem for the future reader.