A GUY’S WHISPER TO HIS GIRL WHILE SLEEPING

How beautiful a sight is this and
how privileged the ones who get to see this.

Your sleep resembles a bud waiting to blossom.
your stingy sweet smile resembles
a lightning waiting to strike me.

The hair that rolls down down from
your forehead to the cheeks resembles
a stream of water flowing from the mountains.

your half asleep eyes resemble
the moon hidden between two clouds
waiting to show up and spread uts light.

Never knew,
a half moon when inverted and painted black,
could look more beautiful than the original,
but realised the truth on seeing your
raised eyebrows.

The passing clouds would come to a pause,
the pleasant moon would feel jealous,
the glorious sunrise would prefer to wait,
the birds would hold back their sweet chirping,
when they see your sleep.

One sight at this innocent sleep,
the artilleries would hold back and peace would prevail.

One sight at this sleep that resembles a child,
wars would end and kings would turn to protect you.

And one sight at your sleep,
the whole world prefers going mute.

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