Angel Of Sleep Poem by Jayeeta Shamsul

I am angel of sleep,
I am convoy of
peace,
I worship the
practice rooted very
deep
I cast spells on
your eyelids.
I spread magic dusts
of solemnity,
I erase the pains of
humanity,
I tear up the
scrolls of stress
Amid such death
race!
I am the permanent
strain on work,
I coax you into
sleepwalk;
I am an envelope of
serenity,
I am an open letter
to tyranny.
I bestow you some
rest,
I want to keep you
ahead.
I won't let you get
lost,
In of life's
merry-go-round.
I am invisible ink
on your eyes,
I won't let your
dreams die,
I want you to touch
nap's vibe.
I want you people to
shine,
After waking up from
lullaby's chime,
I blot your tears of
agony,
I upset the hymns of
monotony,
In my world anytime
is naptime,
You can traverse the
sands of time,
After taking a
little nap.