Unaware of night

                                              Unaware of night

The bed was against my chest,
I was sleeping the best.

A loud silence was around
which beetles also found.

The day of the moon had begun,
Resting like me was the tired sun.

The sparkles were displayed up high,
The clouds interrupted for a clear vision in  the sky.

The branches did move to play music from its leaves.
I did not hear it as I was in my dreams.

The ghosts were roaming on the streets at midnight.
Devils were having with angels, fight.

An aircraft flew over my house's head.
But, I was sleeping, tired, in my bed.

My window banged
with my mother's hand.

I woke up in light,
The sun was shining bright.

Unaware was I of whatever happened at night.
I was busy in my dreams and felt a peaceful night.

                                                                  Rayees Shaikh