"In the stillness of the night, when all is asleep, I linger alone, in solitude's keep. Nocturnal by fate, not by choice, Yearning for slumber, a silent voice. As others drift off to realms unseen, I'm left with memories, hauntingly keen. Loneliness creeps in, memories unfold, Echoes of lost dreams, stories untold. Oh, how I long to forget, to find sweet reprieve, In the embrace of sleep, my soul to retrieve. But alas, the night stretches on, relentless and deep, And I'm left alone, in the shadows to weep. ©Shayra "