Sleep is beautiful.Sleep is all I need to revive.Come back to the
world of hate.All I need is time.You and I know it's great.Don't be
fake.You are what you make.It's a gift to open my eyes.It's great to
be alive.Live it to the fullest before the second coming.Don't worry
about your money.Don't worry about what's in your tummy.You don't need
to eat or drink.Love me or like me.You still end up resting.Stop
playing around with the ink.Ink is made to write down what you
think.Don't stay up late for me.Don't wait up.Just know that I'm being
me.Just let me be me.I wish you a good night.You wish me a good night
as well.But we both can't tell.I keep you in my mind.My thoughts are
like a long vine.It ain't easy to find.Even though it is mine.We both
rest and close our eyes.Mind is dreaming of you.Even in my sleep.So I
know it is true.We both can't be with each other too.But I want you
here now.To get you back in my arms.Entertwine my fingers so you won't
slip.We can't run from each others charms.I want to kiss your lips.And
say goodnight the proper way.This is all I wanted to say.Sleep is
beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good sleep, good night, good write. I invite you to read my poems and comment.