Words bring lullaby

I sleep where I sit to write

words are my ultimate lullaby,

I've a right of choice.

The word's echo, I hear

whole the night.

No more tongue to taste

no more eye to see

but the silence of seconds I empathize

who is here even to pay

a single penny

without any want, wander whole night

while reclining, I realise.

Some unseen despairs and few uncovered lies

are the

delirium of delight

God forgets to send me vibe of night, 

I'm unable to sleep tight

But my biological clock alarms me

to feel lullabies of words in romantic night.