Sleep Poem by Ratnakar Rout

Sleep is my first love
It is dearer to me
Than any one else in the earth
It moves with me since my birth
When at death everybody departs
Sleep only dwells in me till my next life
It cuddles me, hugs me, fondles me
Embraces me and comforts me in its lap.
It touches me so smoothly, I retire and rest
With the caressing of its gentleness
It gives me strength and invigorates me.
It revitalizes me and makes me enliven and jubilant
Its presence switches off all my sensory faculties
And it suspends my entire consciousness virtually.
It makes me to forget all bad and good around
And sorrows, sufferings, pains and prejudices
It takes me away from the hue and cry
And din and bustles of the mundane world.
When sleep conquers me
The whole visible world of mine plunges in to darkness.
I leave every thing here almost like a dead man
And go away some where else
To rest in the abode of peace for a while
When I return again I wake up and arise.
Arise from the deep slumber
Arise with a new day, for a new beginning hale and hearty,
With much expected vigor and vitality.
Each passing day sows the seed
For a new day and new life
Sleep enlightens me and preserves my energy
It makes me to work relentlessly
And I work till bliss of sleep retires me eternally.