SLEEP
Eye doors, shut tight.
But no respite,
To THOUHT HURRICANES!
SLEEP
Sleep tied up body
attached COLOURFUL WINGS
to the mind.
SLEEP
impossible to
catch, if sleep starts playing,
HIDE AND SEEK!
SLEEP
Sleep ran off from eyes,
Sitting pretty on top of
heavy EYE-LID lofts!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.......a wonderful collection of writes.... .....this one is my favourite... ~SLEEP impossible to catch, if sleep starts playing, HIDE AND SEEK! ~