Sleep…endless sleep,
Too weary the eyes, it now seems,
As they stare and gaze to the morning light,
Waiting for the night to fall…
Tiresome body on a hectic day,
Wandering here and there for a day’s routine,
Foreseeing the chaos, agony and scream,
I am waiting for this day to end!
Silence is a humor when the sun shines bright,
Patience is a folly while deeds are prejudices to rest,
Maddening crowds squander on paths,
As they wait for the night to fall…
Somber nights where the nightingales rest,
The bats rule over the sky,
As they intently wait for their prey,
I fall asleep…to an endless sleep!
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