Drowsy Night

The night seems to be drowsier than an indolent world far away
Some listless moments spiral in a mysterious way through the tapestry
Moonlight cannot be goaded further to shine brighter during a furtive moment
Feels liquid, it trickles away into an abyss as it seeks to join a secret river
Cloak of extreme whiteness disguises a melancholic night to save it from curious eyes
A languid figure sinks deeper into the melting nothingness of an unknown world
Far from the staring world and commotions, the drowsy feeling gets intense