Author Matsuo Basho Yo no naka wa kutte hako shite nete okite Sate sono ato wa shinuru bakari zo In this world of ours, We eat only to cast out, Sleep only to wake, And what comes after all that Is simply to die at last. Tags sleep world Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments