Praveen Kumar 
as the gentle night breeze sweep the land that is deep in sleep i close my eyes and try to sleep;
as the stars became brighter and brighter, my eyes refused to close sleep, just ran away into the darkness of the land;
the twinkling of the stars, the warmth of the air disturbed only by the muted sounds of the heart beat!
tried counting from one to hundred; tried reading a book; tried to count the number of times the stars twinkled in the sky;
still, my eyes refused to close, sleep would not engulf the senses; when stillness speaks, everything else just listens;
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First published on 27/08/2008. Republished on 24/05/2020
5 comments
Remember silence is golden? Its something like that… stillness speaks a thousand words more than anything.
yep. very true. stillness def speaks more than a thousand words 🙂
So the judgment is out???? 🙂
not yet 🙂
awesome poem