Night Come But Differently Poem by me poet yeps poet

The night comes for me
Sometimes without sleep

As minutes go on ticking

In silence
I smile and weep
be not so emotional inside
one, so really imaginary deep

in mines one of gold
one may feel lonely
seeing lots of unearthed
unearned gold
add to your poetry
O poets of PH
most of us to you are sold

I'm here so frigidly cold
it snows the whole night
minus 9 at present
lol

friends keep yourself warm
then where lies any harm
it's all nightly charm