World seems to have fallen to sleep.
Night brings in starlight and sweet breeze.
As i surrender myself to wind so heavenly,
I rest my soul in thee.

Curious trees gossip our romance with the air, and
owls, wolves and spirits now seem to care.
As they wonder my sweet muse is where,
i find myself in thee.

Distant whine doesn’t tire me now.
Half headed beast wont scare me.
Spirits long to have my attention now.
But i, i bury myself in thee.

So returned the twilight.
and dragged my feet to sleep.
Before another day long parting with you,
i rest myself in thee.

Manmeet Singh Bhatia

-(Poetbabu)

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