Writing A Dream.

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This poem came out of a conversation with my brother. I told him about some weird dreams I have seen recently. They made no sense at all. At that time my brother said. Those dreams are just junk thoughts my mind want to get rid off. After that I thought is there any thought I can get rid off. Automatically I thought about a girl in my mind and I smiled and said the last but one line of this poem. Enjoy Sunday.

Writing A Dream.

Said to my mind about a beauty who conquered,
My soul and from my mind and life erased,
Every dream and every bit of life lived till that day,
And with a little smile my mind listened.

“Such is the tenderness of her beauty,
Love will be a perfect ornament upon her I can place,
And every smile of her added more ornaments,
And rich in my mind she became.”

Thoughts about that beauty became wonderful friends,
Who all sang me to sleep every night,
And woke me with their soft hands touching my eyes,
Ah’ they never said anything cross to me ever.

Words about that beauty every day line by line I wrote,
And kept under the pillow upon which I slept,
They all united in my subconscious as wonderful dreams,
Ah’ every known moments of my life I want, to be a blessing for her.

Last line I wrote knowing I just wrote the only dream in my life.

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