Poem: 243: Behind Sleep

The night is black,

Brings sleep with own,

When the day goes –

Lives with all of us.

Sun is not still,

It says about the day,

Some incomplete things,

In our dreams –

Sometimes it is complicated.

From behind sleep –

Bright light comes on.

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  • Hare Krishna 'Gayshir'

    I completed my Bachelor of Fine Arts in 1999 and Master of Fine Arts in 2001 from Banaras Hindu University, Varanasi. During this period, I earned Diploma in Vocal Music, Photography and Yoga from the same university. Between 2001 and 2004, I worked independently in the field of Art and Literature. I joined as an Art Teacher in Uttar Pradesh, India on dated October 11,2004 and since then I have been working to till now.

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