MY SELF

No fancy
Marvel my dream
The more I stir
My wakefulness
More forcefully, it
Overthrow my reign

No pale force
Pastels my heart, deep
Nor any fair shadow
Shade the moon lit night
Gloomy the specter
Gloom it spreadths!

The ghoul of darkness
Doth take a pause
To look into my plight
And, no sooner
I think another thought
It outdo my Self!