Sleepless night (poem)

A sleepless night is my poem about what I have been experiencing every night. This is for all those insomniac thinkers out there

The Sky attired the black dress,

stitched with shiny diamond stars.

Eyes failed to cover like a torn curtain,

lost in thoughts of a future uncertain.

Wet with the tears, Eyes couldn’t quench

the thirst of a deserted mind.

Restless mind whispered to the body –

“Future is the sky without shiny stars”.