Late Night Treat
It is already late while I see
Those kids still play hide and seek
Dance around that pole which lacked of paint
The cockroach underneath tried to escape, run for a life
A night with an empty sky
Those constellations were asleep
Street lights accompanying me in a hush
But has yet to beat the rest of my spirit
I walk on melody towards to the gate of joy
Imagining love is waiting behind the warm sheet
Though those 'to do list' take a number of waiting list
They may have to wait and be on their queue
My eyes may have occupied by a ton of drowsiness
But not for my brain which still spin on its rusty gear
Fulfilling the tiny pleasure of a friend across the web
Life cannot be much prettier than this
Dedicated to all of my friends in Poetrysoup who were encouraging me to keep on writing
*Special thanks to Richard Lamoureux :D
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