The still night
dark and cold
nothing in sight
forces a fold.
The night induces
a sleep so sound
no dreams to deduce
none to be found.
The dreamless sleep
so peaceful in a relax
involves an ease deep
lowers the cold in a coax.
With the blankets over
the warmth prompts a lull
the eyes no longer hover
diffuses the feel dull.
An overnight slumber
with a refreshing sequel
lands you in an envious aplomb
as the mind rests in a tranquil.
Meenas Poems 