Samy's Poetry

Nightly Fright

I woke up one night

and decided to write.

About what, I didn't know,

but this kind of flow

starts off sort of cool

then ends like a fool.

What to write

in the middle of the night?

Maybe I'll explain love

or tell about peace and a dove.

Maybe I'll create a word

or tell about a talking sword.

Maybe I'll write it all

or tell about man's fall.

Maybe I'll say nothing.

Wouldn't that be something?

As for now, sleep calls me.

How should I end the verse?

Good night,

because now is not a good time

to write.