Nights Are Lonely... Poem by Nabeel Ahmad

Works are plenty,
Mood is none.
A glimpse of happiness
Is like A Rising Sun.

Virtual is world,
Ways are curled.
Emotions are shitty
Yet so pretty.

Fathoms are set,
atmosphere is wet
With the onset of moonlight
Even the sun has to set.

Memories strike
Tears begin to thrive.
There is nothing wrong or right,
For a smile, get ready to fight.

Weakness do prevail.
Life is damn, an infinite rail.
In the prison of my own mind
I regret i won't be granted bail.

Can't even sleep accidentally,
Because my dreams are costly.
In this world of expanding population
Yes, i admit, my nights are lonely... :)