Sleepless Night

lack of sleep

brings waken dreams

reap and rake

my sorrow sings

happiness 

sweet drops of honey

lovely tongue

emotionally

through crevices

blouses, houses, & spouses...

i walk blindly

kindly, but winding

walking these shoes I was given

stricken with blues

But running with rhyme

a jolt is given

telling me to give up

this is treason

but others opinion is tough enough

season for these lost words

are hardly found with swords

hoards largely consisting of us

forwards our trust

amongst us

but lovers smooth the rough

boards lust

and scoots away today

and everyday

but give me a kindly word

and you shall see everyone heard

good or bad

fowl forgives finely 

strictly shone the flying bird!