The restless pulse

Save me from the stupid games!
I don't wanna be the next
The day is done, and the darkness
 Falls from the wings of Night

And a feeling of sadness comes
That my soul cannot resist
A feeling of sadness and longing
And resembles sorrow only

And banish the thoughts of day
Not from the grand old masters
That is not akin to pain
As the mist resembles the rain

That shall soothe this restless feeling
Some simple and heartfelt lay
And to-night I long for rest
Through the corridors of Time

Their mighty thoughts suggest
Read to me some poem
Come like the benediction
That follows after prayer

Read from some humbler poet
As showers from the clouds of summer
Whose songs gushed from his heart
Or tears from the eyelids start

And nights devoid of ease
The restless pulse of care
And come like the benediction
Of wonderful melodies

Lend to the rhyme of the poet
Read from the treasured volume
The night shall be filled with music
That follows after prayer...
25.04.07.