Tuesday, November 27, 2012

When the Night Strikes Me Blind


The brightness of my life goes down
As the sun goes down the hill
The restlessness in me wants a sleeping pill
Hey, insomnia! the King of darkness, come and kill

As the wounded, I groan in pain
I am at loss, what do you gain?
Ruler of the devils-
All your empire is just a vain

Quizzical days are mine
Like the grapes on the vine
Through the Night, they'll be ripe
Replete with elixir of life

I'm a withered Rose
Parvenu night- seized my sight
Segregate me from you, it's an appeal
Ineluctable me? Sad so I feel

Composed on December 30, 1999