I couldn't sleep last night.
Something didn't feel right.
I didn't find sleep in things,
so I sat in silence.
Silence filled every opening of my body.
Made me feel alone but crowded.
The silence killed sleep.
Silence caused my dark circles.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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“Silence filled every opening of my body”... How the restlessness of mind affects the body, how loneliness affects the bodily composure is effectively translated into beautiful poetry.