And thus ends my day

Summary

Vinitha Dileep concludes a tiring day with an Abecedarian poem reflecting on the struggles and thoughts that keep her mind occupied at night.

Abstract

The poem "And thus ends my day" by Vinitha Dileep is an Abecedarian poem that encapsulates the author's reflections at the end of a long day. It touches on the continuous battles and chores that fill the day, the pursuit of goals, and the quiet moments before sleep. Despite the day's demands, the author acknowledges the importance of rest and the need to quiet the mind to avoid being trapped in a cycle of fatigue and worry. The poem conveys a personal struggle with the pressures of daily life and the quest for tranquility amidst the chaos.

Opinions

The author expresses a sense of being overwhelmed by the day's tasks and the relentless nature of chores.
There is a hint of self-reflection as the author ponders whether they have achieved their daily goals.
The poem suggests a desire to escape the noise and stress of the day by retreating to sleep.
The author seems to grapple with insomnia or restlessness, caused by the mind's tendency to reflect and worry at night.
There is an acknowledgment of the importance of sleep for mental and physical well-being, with the author recognizing the consequences of sleep deprivation.
The poem reflects a personal struggle with maintaining mental peace in the face of life's turbulence.

An Abecedarian Poem

After a long day Battles are continuing Chores are waiting Days are longer, yet not Enough time to Finish the neverending chores. Goals — did I achieve them? Hey, why would I pause and ponder, when I can Ignore the unsettling noises and Just go to bed. Kiss goodnight, Lights off and sleep tight. Morning will be here quickly Now’s the time to sleep Or else, I’ll be tired Prancing from dream to dream. Quiet down worries, the Reflections you leave Silently imprison my mind and the Turbulence I’m subjected to, Unkind, mind you! making me Volatile and Worn out, a Xerox of such nights Yielding yawns, but no sleep Zapping my energy — and thus ends my day.

Thank you for reading my attempt at the Abecedarian poem. Thanks for the inspiration, Bob Jasper.

And thus ends my day

An Abecedarian Poem

A Prayer

Poetry

Imprisoned

50-Word-Story