To Write Another Poem

The nights welcome me with radiance,

When my thoughts rush through my mind.

Words wanting to rest on a plain paper,

So, I sit down to write another poem.

The breeze carries a song without words,

With soft music that not all can hear.

Trees, plants and flowers are falling asleep,

Yet I sit down to write another poem.

As I float in my thoughts,

I peep out to see the night,

The moon and the stars are falling asleep,

And I sit down to write another poem.

The whole world wants to sleep,

To welcome the sun with a new day.

My eyes feel sore, and I want to fall asleep,

But still, I sit down to write another poem.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things. I do not write for anyone.