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 .
As the sun dives into the beguiling sky And the darkness is about to smear the vault of heaven. The mind, then wanders the lonesome places. The moment , when the mollified region is filled with despondency. The night, then
As the day slips behind the cliffs On the far-off horizon Taking along its glorious lamp And all the warm sunshine The earth looks down wearied All hustle and bustle comes to close The world enveloped in darkness Retires to
The sun starts it’s descent, the bright golden orange visage encompassing the horizon, Dusk has fallen, day is done, The hustle, bustle of the day ends, Birds chirping retiring to their nests, The weather being clement, The cool breeze wafting,