The Divine Slumber Poem by Mahmudur Rahman Khan

When the day met the night, black shaded the light
Sky covered the dark, spiky stars spark
Flock of fireflies flare, my eyes become glare
I see something shines, found me in the pines

I feel myself cold, little bald and old
I began to wonder, in the woods I wander
I wounded and groan, muffled me in moan
Sun starts to rise, I have to close my eyes.

I should leave the place, to dark and deep space
Where I always ease, sleep and rest in peace.