Before Dawn

Before Dawn By Vennela Gadhiraju

Contents I wonder It's 3:00 AM Falling Asleep The Wayfarer The Midnight Bridge The Sinking of A Summer Soul Almost Dawn

I wonder I wonder how the stars feel each night, Having to see the truest of colours In the absolute absence of light. I wonder what they think, Of the truths that we live In the comfort of darkness. When people actually know where their heart is

It's 3:00 am It’s 3:00 am And I wonder why My brain pushed me awake Even on it, sometimes, I can’t rely. It’s 3:00 am And I just think. I tell my mind, “not tonight.” Take a deep breath and let it sink. It’s 3:00 am & you cross my mind But how do I even tell you How much of me, you remind It’s 3:00 am And I play a song We’ve never even met Yet why does it feel anything but wrong?

It’s 3:00 am And I wish you’d say That for once you’re enough And Just don’t ever look the other way It’s 3:00 am On a Thursday night And I smile like a moron Cause I know we’ll be ok, everything despite It’s 3:00 am And I think of my friends The ones that I know for sure With whom in life, there are no “depends” It’s 3:00 am Today was a first Where my mind spiraled And did not think of the worst

Falling Asleep The nights when it’s almost dawn, & sleep just doesn’t come easy. Does the world turn a little slower? Cause it all hits different if you see. Like someone once sang, all my favourite Conversations are made in the A.M Listening to voices that fade out Just away from all the mayhem . I wish I could do better Better by some people that matter Because maybe they deserve it Yet I’m afraid of all that’ll shatter I’ll listen to your voice for now For there’s music in it that I can’t sing These lines that I almost understand About how it all comes down to a single thing.

A Wayfarer I dream of the nights I’m yet to spend, Walking through deserted streets. In distant lands with unknown faces, As through its towns this wayfarer fleets. The posters on my walls prove me right That you can miss something you never had Because the music of a broken heart Of my fellow nomad is exactly my kind of sad Imagine falling in love with cities, and Discovering a boulevard for the first time. Sleeping under starlit skies, and the views of the mountains, I’m still yet to climb You may call me a dreamer, But I’m not the only one. Will you still call me foolish? When through the forests I run.

One day as I sit in an empty park That is in a place far away from here I’ll read these words and will know That I’ve found my home in this entire sphere In this moment and forever, a greater joy I can’t imagine Where I am the world and the world is me The world awaits me, same as I await it A wayfarer it is, I am thee.

The Midnight Bridge There is a bridge I often cross. It builds itself each night, From rubble embedded with stars. Waiting for that single moment in which I can pass. It's almost as if the world is flat, and each night that I go to the other side Where the edge is, I find versions of me that don't exist In morning light and sunshine bliss. I don't know if I can take you there For the rules, I can barely fathom But I can tell you this much I know a few other souls with their bridges That they cross and find reflections that they cant clutch

I wish I could tell you more, But the more I say, the less real it feels Maybe someday I'll figure it out The magic of this bridge that changes me It sure must hit different with you around, no doubt. Tell me about your bridge someday. Or are all your walls just blurred? With no distinction of time, where all the colours are soo distorted that you can barely rhyme

The Sinking of A Summer Soul The sinking of a summer soul, In the silent hours of midnight light. He weeps by its starlit banks, Screaming,” My darling are you all right?!” Take me and break me she said. To the smiling solistital moon Drowning in your endless arms A day that couldn’t come too soon. We live and we learn, we die and we yearn. Are you sure that this is what you want my dear? For your lover wails by the sandy shores. I hear your calls, I’m coming for you, don’t fear.

A road that leads to nowhere. 2 am as the light flashes, From stars and lighthouses. Twisted hope in blown eyelashes

Almost Dawn Any moment now, The world will wake up. Don’t make too much noise; Try to read it in silence. It’s almost dawn I can see the future peeking in, Trying to unearth the night. While it’s mostly darkness, There’s just a little bit of light. The bridge you came over I think you’ll have to cross it soon What am I even doing under this summer moon? Leave the door slightly open So that the morning light washes over me Hopefully, I wake up and get something done. It’s time to go to bed now, the day has almost begun

Thank You.