The Divine Slumber
When the day met the night, black shaded the light
Sky covered the dark, spiky stars spark
Flock of fireflies flare, my eyes become glare
I see something shines, found me in the pines.
I feel myself cold, little bald and old
I began to wonder, in the woods I wander
I wounded and groan, muffled me in moan
Sun starts to rise; I have to close my eyes.
I should leave the place, to dark and deep space
Where I always ease, sleep and rest in peace.
The poet is a student of English Department, Khilgaon Model University College