Tonight, my two exhausted eyes refused to fold
And my timid soul is all restless and wide awake
Just Craving warmth and sleep but winter is cold
Oh deep sleep, give me thy frail hands to take.
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A good write! ! Soul expressions subtly whispering with Cosmos! ! 10++
Siddartha, kindly read my newest poems: Questions From A Child Soldier Advocate ''.. Thanks Ivan
A lot happens when we have a sleepless night. The frail grey hands of sleep can deny us the privilege to sleep but it gives us the opportunity to go on a journey of discovery.