O boatman! Sail me to thin line afar
Where last glimmers of dying day
Slip into vacuity of a blurred ocean;
I will carry my destiny there.
I will not dream;
I will only sleep.
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That's a short and sweet thought, you have a wonderful poetic sense.
ReplyDeleteMuch appreciated, Kanika !
ReplyDeleteahh really nice!
ReplyDeletea worth having sleep.. one with no dreams..
very nice :)
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