So The World Sleeps...

And so the world sleeps...
Cradled in the arms of the silent night,
in these hours of mute submersion,
so the world sleeps...

Vacant thoughts,
like the desolate roads in the nocturnal hours...
A thought,barking incoherence,
like that stray dog,
while chilly wind flows,
reminiscent of the heated day...
And while walking along,
in fear and alert dread,
me perceives,
so the world sleeps...

World is asleep,
yes, in this darkness,
blankets engulfing the body,
and thoughts ceasing to take a meaning,
just dreams, incoherent to sane comprehension,
just visions of some things,which we rarely see..
And thats how, I see,
in this empty thoughtless night,
thats how I see,
in this wakeful sleeping sight...

Thats how I see,
with a deep,yet incomprehensible fright,
thats how,me thinks,
the world sleeps...

Devoid of any presence,
and immersed in one's own trepidations,
subdued wants and desires,
dreamt on, in these hours,
and I think, after all,
this is the way...
This is the only way...

So,the world sleeps...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju