Twilight without end...

The city lights even go blind.

The dark night remains still alive.

Everything’s getting dimmed, one by one.

It feels like it’s been happening for years.

The age-old road feels lonely 

like nothing ever truly belonged to them.

I asked the leaves, “Why aren't you falling?”

They whispered, “It’s not yet time for shedding.”

Everything is calm, so tranquil.

Nothing has bothered their sleeping.

I really enjoyed that sleepless night

from high on the mountain that touched the sky.

The night was too blurry for my eyes 

I couldn’t keep them open or closed.

I don’t know why.