My dream queen, my little lovely lass
Sleeping in deep flowers valley, soft green grass
Two springs' ve bloomed your rosy buds
A new lotus on this evil isle of muds
Open the doors of your dancing diamonds
Welcome the shining sibling with your hands
You ' re still sleeping , heralds came to you here
See the painful partition of dew from petals there
Look at dawn preying the stars
Sing its bravery on guitar bars
Enjoy nature' colours with witty eyes
Free the chained green wings into the sky
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Author:
Priya Tomar (
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Comments4
Several most interesting metaphors here. This poem has a most eastern flavor to it in its settings colors and wording. It feels exotic. Most lovely
Thank you very much , your words appreciated...
You said Eastern flavour... In fact I belong to India ....🙂
I would have guessed and you are most welcome
This is beautifully written and has a very exotic flavour to the writing, full of colourful images and some lovely lines, really enjoyed the read
Thank you so much
You are very welcome
Priya, there’s a sweet, ethereal beauty in this. It reads like a dream spoken softly into a spring morning...tender, hopeful, and quietly haunting. That image of dew parting from petals really worked well. Lovely work. 🌹👏
Thank you so much .
Always lovely comment , your words support me
You are most welcome! Glad out paths crossed!
Love it
Thank you so much
You're welcome
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