A Death In a Silent Sleep

The white , distant clouds were floating by Exactly as the poem of Charles Baudelaire Under the sky an unhappy man was standing alone He did not see the sky , he did not see the clouds He was not feeling like doing anything, at all This life is a failure. Utter failure with an emptiness He went out He needed some sleeping medicine, badly. The white , distant clouds were floating by Exactly as the poem of Charles Baudelaire Under the sky an unhappy man was standing alone He did not see the sky , he did not see the clouds He was not feeling like doing anything, at all He needed sleep, right away. A heavy tranquil sleep. A death in a silent sleep.