21 September is the day I opened my eyes
On this beautiful earth in the lamp light
In the hours of silent dark midnight.
I made my beautiful playground
In the laps of so many kith and kin
Spent my months in that havin.
One day my pops and mom
Took me to the nearby kids school
With teary eyes, I dragged my feet
Half-heartedly I sat on the stool
I opened the first page of my first book.
I got enrolled in University,
With two great dreams of life
To become a great poet of the time
And bring my dream fairy into my real life
But it seemed a race against time.
I abandoned my only great dreams
Limited myself in the dark world
With no dreams, no hope beams.
One day I was crying in the midnight,
My dream fairy was sitting on my right
She wiped my tears with her warm-soft hands
Whispered into my ears,’ I am thy all births’ mate.
Now, I will not leave thou for even a moment
Come with me to live with me in fairyland
Our union will place thou into the poet of land.
- Author: dharmendrarc ( Offline)
- Published: September 21st, 2024 21:34
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 9
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