You lose all touch
when limits lift the brush—
both reason and heart
fall still in the hush.

No balance endures
once the self flames to star—
it cleaves unto kin,
the near and the far.

You and I purge
through the void’s pale hiss.
No breath, no urge—
when nothing’s amiss,
none wake from abyss.

सोना पसंद है मुझको मेरी जान से ज्यादा,
क्योंकि सपनों में देखता हूं अपनी ही जान,
आखें मिली तो वो पर्दा करे
उसकी ज़ुल्फ़ें जो बिखरी तो मेरी ज़िंदगी कुर्बान
वो जब आखों में देखे तो दौड़े मेरा दिल
कहे ये हर पल की अब तो थोड़ा हिल
जब पास हूं उसके तो कदर करता हूं उसकी
क्योंकि पसंद है वो मुझको मेरी जान से ज्यादा |

Mangy balding dog of a night
poor and patchy thing
of wretched countenance
scratching,
chasing dreams around the basket,
you made my head an insect
one of your hopping fleas,
a buzzing nameless fly
which skims the conscious pond
but fearful of the darkness never dives too deep,
a restless twitching larvae, counting pointless sheep

Deep into the dark and dreamless night I lay
Cradling that which is not half as precious by day

Subtle and sweet on my heart like a balm
As I cradle this hope like an egg in my palms 

And should the day rise before the shell breaks
I'll tend to it gently and soothe those old aches

And all through that daylight which burns through the frost
I hold to a promise from the lips of the lost

From morning to evenings, from sunshine to sleep 
As day slowly gentles its way to the deep 

And back in the dark, alone as I lay 
To hold that sweet dream  
Till the light of the day

Fear starts to creep in,
My heart makes a sound, "BA-DUM, BA-DUM."
Then I remind myself of the goodness of God,
I fell asleep, the fear is gone.

Asleep and
quite untouched
A breath soft
But a cloth
My contribution
to the loft

sleeping akita
in the golden sunshine
lying teeth

The world and all its many fingered thumbs
has me by the throat
tugging hard at the wire
gripping tight it cuts, sharp at the prospect of another hour
until I do not know if flesh is bone,
bone is flesh,
or some thing in-between,
all is pain, and pain is all
lightning in a head that is filled to the lips with rags and straw
raw alight and burning bright, although I wish it were not so
I want it dim to let me sleep,
let me hide in dull-thought darkness
calm beneath the leafy shedding midnight trees
with their echoed mindless hum
and owls, there are always owls
screeching brutes of talon tinted wings
that eat the other flying things that haunt my night
and I can only lay
and wait for morning light

Omni-portrayal
******* in love, to the dark
And omnipresent vote for survival
Of love, ******* knows where avid harks

Children of love...
And steady immersion of poise to the like
Wise, the grace of reliance on us...
That has voice, for a philosophy of psyche

That we are sleeping next to...
Chance and devoid, the world's honor
Has come of age, in our stir of again and youth
Wouldn't you, the rosey future of stomached verve?

Awakening at a reasoned silence...
The tooth of simple society, has awoken with me
Poorer answers to liberty, with the flower of amends
Has become my service to an ideal, that is here to collect anarchy?

Sleepy beginnings...
To a call to worth, I don't know for a shy reality
Nor the solemn, a table of suicide for its garner of winnings
From the hands of guidance, that has established fealty...

A thank you kiss?
And the giving eye, of redress for indiscretion
With the kind repose of virtue, a halo of a worldly wish
Ready in peace's live, to weigh the common with our intuition

The truth of *******...
Ample redoubt of a knowing vice, that has you by the toe
Since to vainer gifts of sharing, with living strength to wit
Is it willful to judge another's dream, with the sense of worldlier soul's?

Go back to sleep
It whispers to me
With my head in my hands
While my body and all I am
Fall deeper in uncertainty

Go back to sleep
It whispers softly
Doing so delicately
Cautions as to not make me
Feel guilty

Go back to bed
We'll watch out for danger
And have an ear for strangers
So you could sleep instead

Go back to bed
You need your rest
We understand your reasoning
But right now its not what's best

Please,
Go back to sleep
Listen to our expertise
Before you find yourself too deep

Lay down to sleep
Our dearest lamb
We know it's hard
We understand

We've felt the burden on your soul
And while we'd help you out of any hole
Before we must
Could we first try what we've discussed

Please,
Go back to sleep
You can trust
We're proud of you just for trying
But you have done enough