Every night, a light dims
A smile fades,
Eyes close.
The cities come to a still
The clouds to a lull
The occasional breeze
No pedestrians.
We fall asleep,
And hope to dream.
The skies are colourless,
With the faint glimmer of a distant star.
I turn to stare at the open window,
The dreams flew
Straight out of one's grasp,
And beyond what can be found.
Wildly gesturing in the air,
Seeking solace in what can be repaired,
Perhaps to just feel a little less sombre.
Pearls fall,
Diamonds sparkle.


That's just life.