Staying awake this
hour of midnight,
Lonely sitting
without anyone,
For any kind of
conversation,
In this big empty
hall situation,
I feel despondent and
abandoned,
As if there’s no more
morrow’s daylight!
The dimly lit hall
looks like my heart,
The bright day is
gone, the night is long,
Sleep stays not and
the mind is not calm,
Yes
of the day’s work, there is a qualm,
What
possibly could I have done wrong?
I
long for the dawn for a new start!
The slow whirling fan
seems to not care,
The presence of many
or any,
Doing what it knows
and is called for,
Cooling the summer heatwave indoor,
It makes me think, though ordinary,
To stay put without any despair.