In a closet,on the horizon
Where the dreams turn real
I found my treasure
Filled with blissful moments
And immense pleasure
Last night I danced in the rain
As glances dissolved in the raindrops
My soul freed
From the extra burden
Of the weeds..
The weather had been dry here
But I heard It rained there last night..
~~payal~~
Where the dreams turn real
I found my treasure
Filled with blissful moments
And immense pleasure
Last night I danced in the rain
As glances dissolved in the raindrops
My soul freed
From the extra burden
Of the weeds..
The weather had been dry here
But I heard It rained there last night..
~~payal~~
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WOW WOW WOW WOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteits simply outstanding di, the last two lines are a killer...
...and my limited color sense tells me that that there should have been lot more colors in the sketch..freedom is exhilarating..!!!
ReplyDeleteUnderstanding the sense of Freedom is true FREEDOM..
ReplyDeleteCongratulations!!
I really get pleasantly baffled as to how Glance get dissolved in the raindrops . Perhaps its the angle of the glance and angle of the rain.
ReplyDeleteA good poetry Takes you to a Mysticism
The poem is broken in 3 parts, but each part is complete (absolute). I like that aspect particularly. The underlying thought is but that has made it one poem. Beautiful, Di.
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