And
In the nightFrom my desk
i go to the bed
with the breeze
soothing me.
In the morning
the sun rays
come in
through the window,
to kiss my eyes first
and as i open them
they play with my lips
and take my hand
to guide me to my
desk.
Poetry by Sona
Written on 2026-04-16 at 06:50
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