nudging
me in my dreams,
rapier of your words,
penetrating deep, would not let
me sleep,
.
the sounds
of your verses,
playing a symphony
in cavern of my ears, won’t let
me sleep,
.
cadence
and treasured rhymes
make me smile at odd times,
entrancing my soul, would not let
me sleep,
.
your voice
that I could hear
in the deep crevices
welled up in my heart, would not let
me sleep,
.
thy love
you are pouring
in the fragrant garland
that enfolds your poem, won’t let
me sleep,
.
you are
an artist who
spots a new vivid world
in normal surroundings, please let
me sleep,
.
aura
of creations,
that which resides in you
breaches my every shield, won’t let
me sleep,
.
open
my weak eyelids
in search of you so as
to read you within, giving up
my sleep,
.
letter
to my kindred
who nurses a poem
like a small child who does not let
them sleep,
.
no need
of rest when we
can stay awake whole night
etching ourselves in words, letting
off sleep
.
* First of all, this is a medley of Cinquains which I have used to create an Epistolary Poem. It was quite a fun task.
** I am submitting the link for dVerse Poetics where we have been called to write a letter through a poem.
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