When my nightingale sings
A dream lets out a clarion call
For it is a song for all - you and me.
A song for it is sometimes never sung before.
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Is your nightingale someone special Dinesh, or just hypothetical. A fine romantic write, enjoyed reading.
A song for all sometimes crystalises... Some times as a beautiful red rose. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
You have carried on a tradition of the Great romantic relation of the birds and bards...your nightingale has also the ability of pouring forth her soul abroad...she looks like your muse...another immortal nightingale in the poetry world! ! !
This poem is as sweet as the song of a Nightingale! The Nightingale sings for you and me and for all of us! But as it belongs to the wide skies, it cannot be tamed by any of us, nor it requires a caretaker. If it is caged, it may stop singing! !
A beautiful poem, honestly it's just beyond words, loved reading every line
So tuneful so divinely so inspiring this poem is, I am speechless........I see so much talents so much Oscars in your poem.........well done my dear well done..........I will go through all your works soon................thanks for sharing..........
OH how wonderful, it was like listening to a soft melody, my words would be less to describe my feelings, just beautiful sir bravo
I wish if it were there, Val. It is hypothetical. Thank you.