I have toiled all day long
Now I want to lay my head
Rest my body in serene peace
As to the world I am dead
Having finished my tasks for the day
With a heart full of content
And clear cut plans for tomorrow
Let me joyfully retire to my tent
Casting away all weariness
In the stillness of this quiet night
As I get ready for a night's rest
The vision of a new day fills my spirit
I see my bed lying neatly laid
My eyelids have begun to droop
Oh come gentle sleep and lift me up
To heaven's height from where I would peep
On wings of dreams let me fly
Over mountains high and valleys low
Winding rivers n' rippling streams
Buoyed by breeze which gently blow
Let me float as an invisible spirit
In the calming stillness of this celestial night
Listen to the songs that angels sing
Where darkness, allayed by heavenly light
What else can the great mind of a poet do after wandering for a whole day? What else can be done after the Professor has discharged her duties diligently and has laid plans for the next day? What else can be done after one has enjoyed a whole day? .......Nothing but have a night of peaceful sleep. This is stunning and soft, well done!
Oh! such a wonderful piece on beautiful sleep......Valsa......very well scripted with soothing words....great write as always......10/10
Let me float as an invisible spirit In the calming stillness of this celestial night Listen to the songs that angels sing Where darkness, allayed by heavenly light very nicely envisioned. Thanks.
Have a nice sleep during the night, getup early with the sun, come to your work and spread light, we cannot relieve you of your duties at the moment. We need you and your beautiful poems like this......10
This is a tender poem....I love the endearing poetic expression. Top score and to my favourite! !
When the day is done By the set of sun When the night gently creep To take you on a dream trip To wander into the world of wonder Into the world of peaceful slumber Oh, what a prized rest From heaven's treasure chest! It's my thank you to your lovely poem.
When the day is done By the set of sun When the night gently creep To take you on a dream trip To wander into the world of wonder Into the world of peaceful slumber Oh, what a prized rest From heaven's treasure chest! It's my thank you to your lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
On wings of dreams let me fly Over mountains high and valleys low Winding rivers n' rippling streams Buoyed by breeze which gently blow...........................amazing write on sleep....beautiful....