A poem about dreams and nightmares and the mystery and terror they can bring.

A.N.Trani.

I can’t sleep, I can’t seem to close my eyes.

Oh to be young and so very restless.

A Poetic Narration and the After Thoughts of a Ruffian who Realises the Disadvantage of Gifting his Soul to a Corrupt Politician.

What some people experience when they have writer’s block.

Using personification to give birth to my feelings.

Oh how I wish just to have one or two ideas at a time.

Biding your time.

It’s just so hot that I just can’t sleep.