( / Gandam, Dist-Deogarh, Odisha, INDIA)

A Dream Pang

I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
You shook your pensive head as who should say,
‘I dare not—too far in his footsteps stray—
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.

Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.

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Comments (6)

Thank you very much poets and visitors for commenting on this poem. Your effort is highly appropriated. Your comments are very nice.
Lovely vistas and visions of morning! There is light of the sun and light from Heaven. The birds and beasts are happy. Everyone who greets this fine morning is also happy!
Such a beautiful and an inspiring write
Nice early morning treat to an awakening mind. Feeling coooooooooooo......l, to read trough.
Reading this poem gives a nice feel.
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