The wall between my mind and soul
takes away my might as a whole.
I lay here
lifeless, motionless and still,
resembling death.
Yet, I breathe deep inside
sunk in the ocean of sleep.
Losing in the depth of dreams,
me immersed in me.
Fathoms of darkness and light I travel...
I travel to reach there,
to unravel the mystery
of the simple distance between sleep and death
which is getting lesser slowly.
like the poem/story, , for me the poem needs a little work...still worth reading.
I loved the way you arranged the words in you poem. I felt pleasure in reading them. Losing in the depth of dreams, me immersed in me. What a thought. Sleep is half death Nice work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really a nice poem. Just luvd the way you xpressd your thoughts with beautiful words