Worship the Night

WORSHIP THE NIGHT

Late in the night, pondering starts

Feeling loneliness, just like the stars

Miles away in the darkness they stand

Just staring at life, as I do in my stance.

Silent and still, revolving thoughts come upon,

Instants vanishing as I reckon.

Misty eyes are never apprized,

For some souls are never enticed

Allurement, my decision

While I lay in night vision.

It’s my time to be alive,

While others live their own life

My thoughts are prancing,

While I decide to start dancing.

My skin gets brighter

And I sense the air lighter.

Time freezes.

My feet feel the pieces.

Myself, mesmerized,

Happiness not improvised.

Sentimental disapproval,

No! I’m just looking for renewal.

Finding myself in motion,

It’s definition of emotions

My bed’s space is eternal

It is where I run feral.

It’s my time, it’s my place,

Every night is a new race.

In solitude I feel …

The company of the world,

Like stars in the galaxy,

Vibration unites the whole.