My dreams:
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A new morning being covered under a quilt of mist
Being washed and mopped with dew.
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Beautiful poem. I think to be able to imagine and dream of lovely scenes beyond life's four cemented walls is also a wonderful gift given to us. And to write about it with such beauty is truly inspiring. Thank you for sharing.
Contradiction of life is what we are always familiar with.....it's supposed to be a bird singing in the midst of its struggle......Amitavaji........nice poem very poignantly composed......10
My dreams are like a mirage only Beckoning me and getting faded out ….. A beautiful poem................10
vivid imagery and a catchy title nice poem Amitava thanks for shre
What I dream may not be real. But what I find may be a dream. Life is filled with such undifferentiated moments those are shadows between dream and realities. Wonderful and master piece of work.
What I dream may not be real. But what I find may be a dream. Life is filled with such undifferentiated moments those are shadows between dream and realities. Wonderful and master piece of work.
What an accurate depiction of life. We know what we want, what we need to make us happy. But along comes fate with its own agenda. And all too often it's so different from what we imagined. And we have to accept what it brings to us. So well expressed in this poem.