The Unseen Poem by Golden nkemdirim

That thin line
Between reality
And dreamland
I find myself
Floating
At its middle.
Sleep fails the eyes
Of a restless spirit..
Reality dulls the sound
Of the cracking fire,
Wait a moment...
Don't close your eyes
Least you miss
The shadows of the
Night.
Wait...
Don't go yet, there's more
To be seen
Tonight...
Child's play remains for the suckling baby...
Now see
You can dance the dance of the night
Scream at d top of your voice
Don't be scared
Tonight
The lines
Are finely blurred.