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The eyelids were heavy from sleep,

Still sleep was out of the eyes.

The night was called to sleep,

Still your memory was awakening me.

And don’t know what the eyes were waiting for.

When the morning rays were awakening,

So don’t know what dreams were lost.

Sunlight ,when inside the room ,

So the folds of the body,

It was awaken like this,

Like a raw bud,

Before its bloom.


Published by Sushmasuman

I'm a nature loving person, do little writing, sketching, cooking & reading.

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