Asleep Poem by ramesh rai

Asleep



When my body is tired with day's toil
all the muscles of my body are torn to shred
my eyelids are ponderous
more than alcoholic tox
nothing appears perspicuous to my sane
gotta a bed to flat flat
to straighten the body
and thus, i enter into another world
the world of dreams
where i become a heavenly man

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hans Vr 20 January 2012

A very nice description of the wonder of sleep. Indeed a different world. A mystery still to all of us. Sleep and dreams, a very ce write

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