Escaping The Starry Night


Sleepy eyes, sleepy eyes

Where the dreams remain

To be dreamt, let’s dream

The waking hours are cruel


Come to a slumber–

Escaping the starry night




About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Escaping The Starry Night

  1. RAMU DAS says:

    This is really a nice poem and the waking hour as I see, is mostly cruel.

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