Tale Of Midnights Poem by Kelly Iyogun

While candles burn,
stars watched twinkling with curiousity
as night runs.

Crazy me,
sits lonely watching the night alone,
my thought,
my only companion like it has night before me.

Time flies past me,
i take no notice,
am entrenched in my thinking,
like birds of prey on its kill.

Though time flies,
but the night seems endless,
and the stars above cry watching me hoplessly.
One night gone again,
and crazy me lay wasted beneath the naked sky.

I hear them cry,
even as i dine and wallow in my loneliness,
but dawn comes,
it always does.
So i wait anticipating its arrival.

The shrill laughter of morn,
as stars crawls beneath it shadows,
and the sun creeps into its abode.

seems my loneliness languish in the midnight,
cos as morning come they become a tale of midnight.