Insomniac Nights Poem by Muhammad Imtiyaz
Insomniac Nights
Sleep is an imitation of death
But that death I didn't cherish since months.
A fairy snatched even the short naps.
A figure she is always flashing across the eyes
The one with beauties of seven heavens mingled, none symbols of beauty can define her.
She is but life in itself.
And mine being insomniac is nothing but rendezvous with life.
I am being insomniac but self centered.
'None can replace you but only you'
A fairy snatched even the short naps. A figure she is always flashing across the eyes..beauty, attraction, infatuation, passion, emotion, sleepless nights. no one can but u alone............thank you for this passionate poem....... tony
Your sleepless night is a rendezvous with life, which is her. This is a good way of describing a session of thoughts about the beloved. The line of scripture you quote makes me think that a sleepless night can be a confrontation with one's own immortal soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 10:28:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thaks everybody for your valuable comments