the sound of your breath
and of course an occasional snore
makes me sleep at night
the sound of your breath
and of course an occasional snore
makes me sleep at night
can any desire
be more simple and minimalistic
than a craving for a good sleep
we remain here
or go to a different world
we sleep or we die
there is a journey every night
there is a journey after we die
food to eat
some quality sleep
a family to love
nothing more deep
pure laughter
and simple needs
make up my life
i have no greed
yet i lie in bed
with no sleep
my parents are long gone
i want to weep
but then i pick up the pieces
of my broken life
and muster the courage
to continue this strife
the night descends
making my mind fearful
of what lies ahead
the myriad thoughts about life
in my head
making sleep more elusive
and the insomniac is ready to face the world
(envoy or hanka)
and the long day ahead
makes me daydream about sleep
ironical it is
to wait for the night to descend
circle of life at its best
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.in/2014/11/carpe-diem-614-paradise.html
green grass
sleeping in the lap of mother nature
this is paradise