Sleep is an imitation of death
But that death I didn't cherish since months.
A fairy snatched even the short naps.
A figure she is always flashing across the eyes
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A fairy snatched even the short naps. A figure she is always flashing across the eyes..beauty, attraction, infatuation, passion, emotion, sleepless nights. no one can but u alone............thank you for this passionate poem....... tony
Your sleepless night is a rendezvous with life, which is her. This is a good way of describing a session of thoughts about the beloved. The line of scripture you quote makes me think that a sleepless night can be a confrontation with one's own immortal soul.
Thaks everybody for your valuable comments