The Unseen Messenger....

Dreams travel miles a day
To convey the thoughts of a day
Beyond the waves, beyond the sands
Bearing the minds in its hands.

Even if there is a storm or steam
Or the horror of an icy fall
It can go on with its gleam
In the mystery of sleeping hearts

by niranjan subhashsivan

Comments (9)

In the mystery of sleeping hearts10++(+++
The fastest vehicle is thought, which goes next second to the other side of the world-a nice piece of work.
Subhash, Again, I love the premise of this… dreams traveling miles to convey things…. But on the nitpicky side the non-standard rhyme is distracting me a bit. Perhaps it’s just me on that count though… I tend to like a certain rhythm to my rhymes. I hope the critiques are helpful to you. Keep writing! -Eila
wow! ...this is a beautiful poem.. Asma...
I like this soft and elegant poem.
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