Now that the world has brushed me aside
Ambition to make a difference isn't mine
Plumes of youth fallen to dust
Body frail and longing hushed
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Sleep dear! Be kind to me
Keep me in your gentle embrace
Let me recede beyond the deepest layers of subconscious
Offer that quiet ambiance of nonexistence more often!
When life becomes an ordeal and we are tired of fighting against the odds of life, a sound sleep is a boon! Many of the old people who suffer from insomnia long for a deep sleep, so that they would be blissfully unconscious of the vexing problems of life.....! Beautifully put... Savita!
Thank you so much Valsa for reading and commenting. Yes value of sleep is known only when we are not able to get it. Though the poem was written couple of years back now I feel its value more than ever.
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Sleep dear! Be kind to me Keep me in your gentle embrace Let me recede beyond the deepest layers of subconscious Offer that quiet ambiance of nonexistence more often! When life becomes an ordeal and we are tired of fighting against the odds of life, a sound sleep is a boon! Many of the old people who suffer from insomnia long for a deep sleep, so that they would be blissfully unconscious of the vexing problems of life.....! Beautifully put... Savita!
Thank you so much Valsa for reading and commenting. Yes value of sleep is known only when we are not able to get it. Though the poem was written couple of years back now I feel its value more than ever.