I’m tired and my exhausted eyes refuse to fold My timid soul is very restless and wild awake It craves the sleeping time I can no longer hold Oh sleep give me thy frailed gray hands to take .
It is quite late and all the sleep I crave is elusive It’s casually playing by the rules of the universe And the nap I seek this hour appears less active Saving the sweet yawning and nap that I deserve .
Night is now here but nap seeps beyond the light So come back to where your presence is needed Hurry up ,you insomnia master of the starry night Run to where some little bit of nap is appreciated .
It’s late and I genuflect before my bed and weep Appear to me you dark and sleepy phenomenon Bring me a sweet dream to process when I sleep Come help find that old sleepless elusive demon .
Put off the lantern. I am waiting for the moon’s primal face. The lesser flamingoes were going to shed the pink color. Nude as a python, the kiss of pomegranates, kills by asphyxiation. I suffer in the hands of protests.
It was night sin of domesticity. Dyed, I am loading the white secret of pain in the hollow of a mayhem. Till every blunder takes a downward flight striping the outsized image of a kill. His flames are now singeing
Full moon night Sky covers with stars You by my side What else I want in this dark Holding your hand and Walking through the path Laughing at the useless talk Now a good company I have got Looking into