Nidra.A Poem by akihsna
My relief..
Away from misery, Saves me from reality, A curious mystery, It gives me vitality. My antidote.. Makes my dreams cheery, Avoids unwanted fatality, When my nights get eerie, It brings them back to normality. My escape.. Joins me with my deary, Somewhere with no formality, I never get weary, My slumber is my liberality.
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