Intoxication

 
Intoxication is in those
Hanging snow White fluffy bed.
Where all day all my
Dreams rest.

And at night
Before it turns off the light,
I make sure to take them back
And keep them safe near the window
By my side.

Intoxicated my dream is
Coz it never sleeps.
All night, it competes with
The moon light,
And wins.

The moon and stars
Grouse about it.
They envy too.
But will never discern
How I make them shine
By intoxicating them with
Rapture and rhymes.

My rhymes is no lullaby to
Make them sleep and die.
They help them catch more of them
And then each my dream multiplies.