Story of Night

When poet writes about a whole night, his observation and suffering.

So you are lost in dreams so deep whole night
And I long to hear phone's beep whole night

At dawn, I realized, my awakening
Though my destiny remained asleep whole night

I know the remedy, I know the toxin..
What to lose, and what to keep whole night

She might have waited for me to take her back
This is what made me to weep whole night

Sharafat, night is to sleep, not to write
Don't let enemies to creep whole night