Laying in my bed trying to sleep,
Trying to bury my thoughts in deep.
The thoughts which keep me awake at night,
Which make each glancing moment, a tiring fight.
These thoughts are about you alone,
In the core of my heart, they have made their home.
Like the tenant who does not leave my land,
Flowing even if stopped like desert sand.
No matter how hard I try to bar,
No matter how much I run afar.
They follow me like the pain in my heart,
Like the worst of fear which took a start.
All I wish is for a peaceful night,
without raising a war upright.
But i realize fully, I wont ever sleep in bed,
My next peaceful slumber will be in my death bed.
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