Looking at the sky, The cloud seems so heavy. The sun,having lost it way. The moon,finding it way out, As the star struggles to shine Bright. So are lovers,playing hide and seek. Old ones,telling tales to the young ones. My fears are rising up this time With different imaginations from the mind. Friends,having ways to scare others, Bringing the rise of different cries and laughter. Children with their scary thoughts. Night time seems to be very interesting. Even with sweet dreams And interesting sleeps. I just love night times.