Nights are meant for a dream,
A dream which give me life,
Which never fall to true,
By my opened eyes.

Nights are meant for a desire,
Rose up from my uttermost heart,
Struggled to my regime,
And ended with unfurnished.

Nights are meant for fly,
Fly to highest aims,
By widening wings to sky,
And let them spread thy colours.

Nights are meant to chase,
Thy leftover trails of life,
In thy middle of journey,
To run and hold them tight.

Night are meant to live,
Unfettered moments of thy life.

© Rappy's Diary