Form: Malaysian Sonnet
The night has come, and it is time to sleep
Yet through my mind the same old echoes creep
And in darkness I feel my body ache
My eyes stare at nothing before they weep
As hours pass slowly yet fully awake
It’s just empty time for time seems so fake
Just get up and do something else instead
It’s filling time for my sanity’s sake
Still words echo, both the said and unsaid
In these the small hours of the living dead
Not even love can release me from pain
And restlessly I return to my bed
To toss and turn to sleep or go insane
Until sunrise comes to call me again
©JG Farmer 2019
A Garret Poet 