Sleep is not coming
Even at this late hour
My mind does not want to rest
It flits from one thought to the next
As I try to sleep
Keeping me awake
Through the night
Dawn is not far away
The morning light will soon break
But my mind is still wandering
In its nocturnal flight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sleepless nights and endless thoughts..10