I have been sleeping,
For thousands of years,
Occasionally, waking up,
Due to discordant noise,
From thunderstorm,
A cracking and striking,
Noise of lightning,
Or from avalanches,
In Himalayas,
Or of thousands of cries,
From dying souls,
Due to diseases or hunger.
And I realise tenacity of life,
That is so inherently beutiful,
But, now it is so challenging,
That I lost my sleep,
And I started wondering,
As to what should I do?
