They Are All In Sleep Poem by Gajanan Mishra

They are all in sleep,
I call them, but they
Are not in a position
To rise at this hour.

They are all flying aways,
I call them, but they
Are not in a position
To return back to the earth.

They are all there
And they know they are
Going to lose their
Identity in no time.

I call and recall them
But they are all deaf
And also blind.

I show them the clear sky,
But they are all
Under the clouds.

The birds are there,
But the birds are fearful
And are silent.

This is not the night
I tell them all,
But they are not
In a position to listen to.