Fallen deep
Into the peaceful arms of sleep
After a stressful day,
With hope of being rocked
By sweet hands of dreamland.

Feeling fresh.
Lay’d like a baby that I felt like,
Giving a go ahead to the master of nights
To ride with me
In these sweet hours to the fairy world.

There the sound came buzzing
Left to right of my ears
With its terrible lullaby,
Glued to my skin to dine and wine in my blood,
Sharing wholesomely it’s deadly disease,
Making me slap my fresh body
All in a bid to kill this night fellow,
Night walker
When will you ever cease to exist?

*Igwe M®*

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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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