Sometimes, I am afraid of darkness,
Especially those fearsome nights,
When I woke up in the middle of sleep
Those nights felt lengthier than usual ones,
I was tired, but sleep was standing away
Street dogs were barking incessantly,
And the cicadas sound too rattling the ears,
Lost my patience over not getting sleep,
Switching the positions of head
My bed was placed near to window
The window was not draped
Chilled air was entering in to the room
My face was bathed by the moonlight
Stars twinkling above my head,
tickling my eyebrows,
Branches of the tree was often caressing
my window glass
The leaves appears sleeping,
Fireflies strewed across branches
Challenging the lights of the stars
As if it were dropped on earth
Everything on the earth were sleeping
Except me and those barking street dogs,
It was piercing through my ear-drums.
suneesh 
hermoso poema.
¡gracias