Birds Of My Dreams Poem by Vishnu Sampoorn

Strolling on my eyebrows as they begin to turn
I close my eyes and let them come on
On the darkening sky blue grains seem to form
Which the birds of my dreams peck upon

The moist moonlight has melted
The dream of my half-spent night
A part asleep, a part awake
Seeing someone known brings delight

In my sleep some kind of magic seems to flow
Where there was darkness, I see some kind of glow,

On the darkening sky blue grains seem to form Which my dreams peck on when they're on the go
These eyes know, flowing in this lullaby,
There's no end to this Night

You may have dreams for Tomorrow
I have none for me in sight

My eyes that spoke begin to hear
What my dreams had to say

I try to sleep, I know there is
someone coming my way,

On the darkening sky blue grains seem to form;

No one comes, the birds just peck and fly away