In the wee hours of a silent night
In my sleep I dreamt a dream
A lovely delightful dream
That took me to the land of love
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The lustre and glory of the setting sun The freshness and beauty of the spring flowers The scary grandeur of the mountains The silence of the lonesome lagoon The dark majesty of the unlit groves The sunlit glades of trackless forests again in this cool days I find something makes me prank
It is not easy to paint a real dream in the same spirit just as what the dreamer experienced. Dreams are such. Yet, you did it Madam. Very well done. Wonderful portrait within a poetic frame.
A poem of sweet dreams, a romantic one, my favorite topic...............10
The rhythm of a lovely loving heart pulsate here.Two hundredth poem goes to the two worldone of sweet dream and the other is of reality.The flight of imagination is equal to the passion of Kunti, mother of Pandavas who waited for Surya Deva or to the passion of Parvati, daughter of Himavan who meditated the lover Lord Siva, I love this poem much as a madrigal sung in a dew dripping moon lit night.
What a romantic dream Valsa. I too have had those kind of dreams. Most of us have had them at one time or another, we just don't put them on paper. I like your style and wording on this one. Nice write.
How lovely and romantic Valsa - you are entitled to your dreams, we all have them.
A nice poetic license to indulge in flights of fancy in a wonderful musical poem, Valsa!
A delightful dream of fantasy so sexy and sensual that waking as with parting must have been such bitter sorrow.
An intensive expression of a passionate dream.I like it's rhythm too.I voted 10..
Valsa-You sure got a beautiful poem from that dream. A passionate, even sensual expressionof love and on a higher level. The fire still burns. So very good -10
Dear Dinesh It is poetic license to indulge in such fanciful musing!
I enjoyed reading the poem though I could not believe it were you Madam Valsa who had such a dream! I hesitate to write a similar poem for the presence of many like you over here Madam. Joking I am....
In a beautiful verse you described passion and separation. Nice poem.
favorite lines so far: To wrap him in the warmth of my caresses To enfold him in the tangles of my tresses.............very nice! AND: ......electric, enchanting presence Which in the height of my passion Was sullied by the light of dawn! ...........................you may have a chance to succeed in poetry, young lady! ! a gorgeous poem. too bad it is somewhat of a love poem. needs more humor/humour! did i say MORE? ? bri :) to MyPoemList