Some things are there that wakes me as I sleep,
They are the dreams of mine aroused in my nights.
The day today and those were passed yesterday were timeless,
But clusters of their memories fill my mind in my nights.
Now the voice of revelation sounds in the thoughts,
That surprised me giving an intangible world in my nights.
And a day when I sights my heart-crush,
A feeling of loneliness appears very inane in my nights.
Next day thought which make me humane clicked to me,
When I thought I am not considerate in my nights