Night

poem by: Sheeza Phulpoto
Written on Jun 30, 2015

Its late night
oh slumber oh slumber come to me its late night
I want to go in deep sleep
where I will go in a fantasy trip

where I can imagine anything
where I can get everything
I would go where ever I want
I would be parent of my own

no one would beat me there
no one would ditch me there
no one would make me rude
no one would change my mood

oh slumber oh slumber come to me its late night
oh slumber oh slumber come to me its late night
I want to go to heavens
I want to taste the fruit of occasions

where I will fly so high
that nobody could catch me ever
by going in slumber nobody could disturb  me ever
where I would change myself in butterflies

so that, I may wonder on beautiful flowers that are so nice
fragrances and lights
In slumber there are many delights
all pleasure will be mine

there will be no yours no mine
everything will be so kind
I would go in oceans so deep
That nobody could dare come aside

No man ,no aim nothing so same every part would be different
come to me my slumber
come to me my slumber.

 

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Trevor Cartwright commented:
Your poem captures the dream world quite well! I too long for dreams like that. Just need to weed out the nightmares... Great poem. Thanks for sharing!
Christopher Russon commented:
Such a lovely poem .
Frank Hornby . commented on Mar 01, 2018 at 2:53pm
....since I've retired.....a lot of my dreams are of struggling with difficult jobs.......what is that all about?.......

 

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