Right in the heart of midnight

Yellow moon

Frozen wind shields of cars
Stray roaming dogs
When the mundane world
Sleeps and dreams all
The yellow half moon
Seems drunk in sleep
We doctors awake
On rounds when
Nights sleep
Ours have a different world
As morning rises
We retreat to homes
From all nighters .

Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-12-24 at 03:52

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Amid your midnight rounds you think of words, that is a poet.