drops of dew under the morning blue sky
sun rising and lightening up the horizon
a pair of dreams gently strolling hand in hand
curious about their ultimate fate
wish moments could be designed
a change from the world of unexpected
wish moments could be thrown away
a revolution ─ a renaissance
may the torment make its way
may creation take the back seat
reconstruction of the dreams
long lost and blown away
while the moments come and go
crushing the dams of patience
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Author:
Suman_Bhattacharya (
Offline) - Published: January 18th, 2022 09:02
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
this is a well written and thought-provoking piece...Nicely done!
Many thanks for the appreciation...I am glad you liked it...
You're welcome 🙂
Intriguing lines make me settled in deep thoughts
Going in those lines
Serene yet so true
That’s the story the life keeps painting
Well crafted dear poet
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