I was in the deep domain of sleep
No dream reigned my closed eyes.
When the storm started was unknown.
I heard his voice- Open, open the door,
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Missing the loving brother. This is what happens when someone you love dearly and you lose him suddenly. Touching write. Liked it.
No dream regained in deep sleep. Eyes were closed an deep domain was observed. Unknown storm was started and voice was heard easily. Loving little brother was near. In the realm of half consciousness in middle of dead and alive, this was difficult to reply. Death was truth but really mysterious. Wonderful poem is very wisely crafted in smooth manner and shared here.....10
unconscious mind reminds our soul to keep the memory alive and console our self through dreams- thanks for sharing a touching frame of death