Sleep Poem by Balaprasad Panchapakesan

Sleep



When we enter this world, we cry,
and on leaving it, we make others cry!

In between this we die a thousand times,
for sleep is but death for a shortened time.

Each dawn we are reborn,
and starting with a yawn, we go on......

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