BS ( / Balasore, Orissa, India)

It Was Not A Dream.

A forceful stream of cool breeze-
Originated all of a sudden
Just to bring along
A bouquet of fragrance
From over the rose garden.

I was drenched completely
As a pitcher of morning fresh dews burst
And it got drained out upon me
Quite unexpectedly.

It was not a dream-
That I was chasing.
I was shaken off nevertheless.
Though I felt being air borne
I held on to the ground
Under my feet.

I did simply follow
To where I was led.
The wings in the mind got power.
An uncommon guest that I was
In a beautiful kingdom.

Being still in senses
I couldn't believe-
How a mixture of dream and reality
Filled up my space!
The grace and youthful beauty
Infused blissful energy into the soul.

There was a whisper into my ear-
The life's lessons are simple,
Time runs out before you notice.
Few moments of love,
A fistful of happy memories
Make up the full worth of one's life.

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Comments (2)

There was a whisper into my ear- The life's lessons are simple, Time runs out before you notice. Few moments of love, A fistful of happy memories Make up the full worth of one's life. - - - - - -A very beautiful poem of love.
The wings in the mind got power. An uncommon guest that I was In a beautiful kingdom.....mixture and reality...... love is mysterious. you have pictured it so fine and well. thank u. tony