Being A Night Owl

Something inside triggers,

When the night comes silently,

Something sparks all around.

I listen to the echo of words spoken during daytime,

Takes me to a new world and deeper meaning,

By mixing up everything in sublime.

Sings sweet melodies,

Sometime dances,

Crawling,shouting over n over.

This is the truth about my world,

Plays the bigger part in who I am?

Stagnant mind become bright,

As I watch the light settle down,

For the night.

Being a night owl,

Thoughts flutter like feathers flying on the air,

Wondering if others feel,

Vibrant and Alive like me.

Open door of inspirations,

Those gives me billion ideas,

Comes as magic open wide,

By feels like former Washington president Mr.Obama, holding mike Inspires million like me,

People being night owls.

Being boss still in midnight,

Has not yet gone to bed,

It let's me think beyond,

Just beyond everything!

Countless stars give off the light of truth as lonely,

Deception runs to hide,

It happens everyday,

When dark arises,

My day starts in night,

To work long hours!

To explore something amazing.

By going wild midnight discoveries raised.

More questions like Darwin's several theories,

May I won't believe.

I am the home-sick hero of Several dark nights,

Of my own world by being a night owl.

I had courage to look beyond,

The convention of my own,

Victorian culture for new answers.