The sleepless night
When every ring is worthless fight
The ticking of clock
And the whirling of fan
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The Sleepless Night
The sleepless night
When every ring is worthless fight
The ticking of clock
And the whirling of fan
Remains the only sound right
The hue of expectations
Is whatever bright
The reality makes them
Always a distant sight
However be my life
Broken expectations
Cannot affect
Lovebirds hugged tight
Coz life is the hope
beaming white
Expectations are not life
These fetch only
Heavy dark plight