Again, a sleepless night

searching for a dark patch

outside and inside of my window.

The clock shows, 3 am

Although

The night comes with her moon and stars above,

But

An artificiality of science breakdown its ownness

I was, I am, I will

Wander!

How they sleep

at the night which pretended to be a day

I eagerly wanted to go back

I wanted to hear birds quarrel

I wanted to walk on dews

I wanted to sleep in the dark patch of the night

But

My stomach's requirement

Put me in invisible bars

with no rules, no boundaries

yet in a cage

where tears learn how to smile

Hands and feet work as machine

In The City of Joy!