In the sunless, bone-penetrating winter
I guess the night is all I want
The wordless world of dreams
The warm body inside the quilt
All tasks wound up well in time
An early dive into the bed
The night is all I want
It keeps the coldness away
The knife-edge of winter and your silence
Both look so far out of town
The dance of thoughts beneath a warm cover
Wishes just an arm stretch away
I am happy like a child
Who has got a new toy to break
The warm velvet touch of joy
My quilt is the best friend
Of my sorrows.
The warm, velvet touch of the familiar is so comforting. Lovely poem!
I am happy like a child.... I want that you should always be happy like an innocent child. A beautiful poem.
I am happy like chid... take this line till the end. It's a beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wishes just an arm stretch away, I can relate to. Great poem Nosheen.