Night the resting time that allowed
When sleep comes as a routine visitor
Dreams often make disturbance to sleep
Or makes the semi conscious stage with picture
The unfulfilled wishes as the real ones
The journeys hither to not performed
Where new places comes in the dreams
May be relating to the past life's memory
When night comes, the wilderness active
The wild ones comes to catch the weak preys
The annoyance of barking sounds from woods
Night makes its own make ups and journey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem