Sharon Villaverde writes

                         Nocturnal’s Elusive Dream

White ceiling, bright lights

Trying to figure out

Where is sleep all through the night

The moon is setting at the horizon

But my eyes are still awake and mind is lost

Playing hide and seek with the voices of my inner thoughts

Pen and paper, coffee and music

My constant companions

Making me feel better

Every time I am in despair.

Looking at my empty bed

Though my body is tired

Voices keep on whispering from within

A futile resistance against the waking darkness

I count stars, turn my bed upside down

I search for dreams frantically

But I fall into desperation.

You're so elusive and always there

It's been a decade and I can no longer bear

My heart is riddled with sorrow and grief

Looking for answers which I cannot fathom

With these thoughts my tears flow

Why dreams you're so elusive?

Lying in bed awake

Memoir of the happiness, frustrations and despair

For regrets come hunting and loathing

A strange place to live in

I can't get to sleep tonight

I try to count the stars, pray hard

Thinking of happy dreams that will never come

To the places I wanted to go

I don't know why sleep is so elusive

But I sleep just fine while waiting for my turn

Just fine riding in a bus

Or just fine at work

But dreams are so elusive

For this nocturnal muse.