I can not sleep.
Although I need it.
My mind is steeped,
With thoughts I must release.
I can not rest...
Or claim to be at peace.
When I am feeling this way about you,
Only you do I care to reach.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice..concise but a fine poem Regards, Priyaa Arora