नींद मेरी / My Sleep

नींद नहीं आती थी, 

जब भी तुम्हारी यादें थीं आती…

अब तुम आ गई हो, 

तो नींद खुद ही भाग है जाती…

😴😴😴😴😴😴

In nights of yore, your memory stirred,

Keeping sleep at bay, my thoughts blurred…

But now, with you by my side so near,

Slumber’s grasp, no longer do I fear…

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–Kaushal Kishore 

image: pinterest 

43 Comments

  1. Another lovely poem. This reminds me of a post you had about laying on your mother’s lap, how that brought comfort. She’s thinking of you, I’m sure.

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    1. I’m surprised how you could remember the earlier post and could link so beautifully. It means more than what I can say in words. Thank you, Monica 🙏💐

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