The Night

The Night spreads its blanket all over,
And disappears with the blink of the eye,
But for me, the Nights are the longest,
I hear every second ticking by..

Noiseless and peaceful sleep of contentment,
Silence is all one can hear,
But for me, The Nights are the loudest,
With memories deafening the ears..

The darkest Night comes just once a month,
Making the Night oh so cruel,
But for me, the Nights are New-Mooned,
For much longer than usual..

Who says the Sun brings the 'Morning'?
It just hides away the Darkness,
Thus for me, the Nights are never-ending,
There're just changes in its Brightness..