Sunday








DREAMS

Dreams are rivers ,
that flows through our life .
They are stars ,
that shine like a bright light .

They are very splendid ,
but sometimes they are blended .
Dreams are quite ambitious ,
but stinging they can be .

Dreams garnish our life ,
and make it ecstatic .
But in some ways , of our life ,
they are very destructive .

They makes everyone happy ,
Just like a free lark !
they make us fly .
and sway higher and deeper .

But when dreams break ,
they are like a tear ,
but without wetting the time ,
they flow in our eyes .

A person can stay
without a faithful comrade .
he can face a broken freindship ,
But he can’t bare the burden a broken dream ,
but dreamless ! he can’t be .

Because we dream
from the deep oceans of our heart ,
and treasure them ,Just like a spotless white drap .




POET OF THIS POEM
URMI