The night is growing dark n deep,
But my eyes show no sign of sleep.
The silence outside,
is jittering me from inside.
The brain goes haywire,
n thoughts pop like a huge fire.
Running throughout the day makes me dizzy,
but my thoughts n plans make me fizzy.
But now I should sleep for its almost morning,
and I must bolt my brain with thoughts flashing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Disha. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.