It's half past twelve,
time to warm your bed
Go to sleep, have a dream and then wake up fresh.
But then, this is just for a normal man
We don't have dreams we have sleepless nights
Time cheats us, night mocks us
But we still don't care
what they say to us
Mom wakes up, our eyes gets closed.
As soon as she leaves "phew! That was close ".
"What's wrong with you? "cries my mind.
My heart says "shhhh ..he's just fine"
Pillows cry out " stop cuddling me"
Ceiling go "dude, he's gone crazy"
It's half past twelve,
time to warm your bed
Go to sleep, have a dream and then wake up fresh.
But then this is just for a normal man
We don't have dreams we have sleepless nights.
We then just keep chatting
till the sun says "hi"
We greet him back, till then our cellphones die.
"Lemme get some sleep you freaks" he had cried.
And we charged him agian sayin " well... nice try!"
It's half past twelve,
time to warm your bed
Go to sleep, have a dream and then wake up fresh.
But then, this is just for a normal man
We don't have dreams, we have sleepless nights.
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Sleepless Nights
ŞiirIt's a roughly written poem about the excitement we have in the beginning phase of any love. It's about the sleepless nights you have when you're with your loved ones. It's about the feeling you get to never leave that particular moment and defy ev...
