Morpheus Poem by anish morpheus chakraborty

Make sure when you sleep
The night is only a few hours deep
And it’s not that dark that you get lost
And buried inside your darkest thoughts

And you walk without the sun or the moon
In your minds lonely alleys and deserted ruins
How will you wake up? What will you do?
When the devil decides to pick up more than it’s due?

Your evil thoughts now come into being
And you are not the same old thing
The days never comes, never ends the night
And I slowly extinguish your last wicker of light

What do you plead? Why do you cry?
Morpheus has decided, it’s your last moment of life