When the whole world sleeps, I also sleep.

When the whole world sleeps, I also sleep. 

I’m absolutely as much a human being like every other son of a bitch.

 

They say, be a part of the 5 AM Club. 

Who cares when I’m a midnight owl?

They say, it will make your life easy.  

But I asked for more challenges in my last meeting.

They say, you will be able to finish things early.  

But I’m in no hurry. 

They say, it will make you do wonders. 

But someone said you learn when you make mistakes, then why do I worry about the blunders? 

They say, these sacrifices will only make you rich. 
What’s the point if it takes my peace? Is it worth this hitch? 

They say, winnings start at your beginning. 

Then why do we wait until the end? 

They say, first hours are when heroes are made.  

The world needs no heroes, villains are only what it craves.

They say, own your mornings elevate your life.  

But why worry about it when I have super evenings to promise by, my super escalators.   

They say, this is the only way to stand out.  

Why do I do so when I mean no difference. Let the time come and I only want to fade away.

They say, when the whole world sleeps, it’s time to be awake.  

Hey c’mon I’m a common man, I’m no Drake. 

They say, remember, there’s a meaning behind it. Hashtag, it’s deep.  

I say, shut the fuck up. When the whole world sleeps. I also sleep.

Lost Friend

I lost my friend. Sometime back. Yes, I did. There was no noise. It all happened silently. Few bruises to my ego though. But I hid them. Under a stone. On top of a mountain.

The pain was liquid. I gulped it. No burps. Not even a whisper.

She came back once. Knocking at my door. But it was not me who was intended, I never was. Some neighbor. For some pursuits, maybe personal, maybe, who cares what. She never glorified, neither did I reify. 

I may seem apprehended, now. But I’m not. Yes. Indeed. No, I’m not.

I think it’s the fault of that owl. No. I don’t know. 

All I feel is nothing. If that so, then what is this all about? I think I do feel a thing. Nothingness has only bubbled up inside. And it has now become something.

Then why am I so full of myself? 
I think I should question. Yes. That me. Myself. 

 " Warum? "

All I now hear is innocence. Think I should keep it English.

“Friend”

…

 Standing strong