The trap of the screen

The screen flashed

And the phone chimed

Illuminating the ceiling

For that brief moment

Setting the insomniac mind 

thinking

Wondering who could that be?

And what could it be?

An unnecessary thought

But unstoppable nevertheless

Gnawing the edges of the brain

Till the skull felt the scratch 

And then it was unavoidable

The phone was grabbed

And screen stared at the eyes

Coming alive with enticing smile

And then started narrating 

The endless tales

Scrolls of them  

Scroll after scroll

Endless and mindless

Till the real story was lost

And dreams were seen with open eyes

And then it was dawn

And the day looked large

To make the eyes droop

I am tired already