Creeva’s World 2.0

Unless I daw­dle
Unless I take
Unfor­tu­nately I shall stay awake

To sleep let sooth­ingly another night
To stay awake I stay in fright

The lonely night beck­ons
The yet yearns
To stay awake I do and spurn

To sleep would utmost divine
But yet morn­ings sun has given it’s shine

Tom­morow I’ll slum­ber
Tonight I’ll rest
Sleep will be divine at it’s own behest