A day dreary diamond dream
Smiled at me like a silver beam
Spreading its hues around my neck
And mesmerized me with its divine look
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And for me, this was a delightful read. Paints a vivid picture. Well crafted. 10. Also, I would be honored to have you visit my page.
I read over and over this poem and every time I perceive it different.Wonderful write dear friend! Life is not always as happy as a swing, we have to make it ourselves in every way we can, even out of a hanging rope..cheers to the transform of dreary a dream into a beautiful poem.Thank you!
Live without dream is always fantastical life with no boundary and inhibition...we can control what to green and what to colors and when eyes lost trust to mind then it could change to nightmare and let the sweet turn sour...so be sweet in dream and you will be great in tasting your ethereal life hahahaha...jking...it's a nice poem with pricey imagery! ! ! ! _Unwritten soul
This poem is pleasure for the ear with its very melodious rhymes and the pictures it provokes in our mind are a pleasure for the eye. It has everything one can expect from a good poem. Excellent, Rekha. Keep writing, this is superb poetry.