by Siddiq Islam

Dare I recline?
I grow much too sleepy
And human design
Is too weak to keep me
From downwardly drifting
To dreams buried deep,
The loads of life lifting
In velvety sleep.

Dare I lie down?
My dark eyes are sinking
And temptations drown
All weaker-willed thinking.
Succumbing to slumber,
My soft, calm mistake.
I must not plunge under.
I must stay awake.