With yelling mind and dwelling pen...
Trying to make a palace of words ,
Which is,
Right now only a dark little den...
I know, its not to finish very easily...
As, its too much difficult to seize your feelings in paper... beautifully...
I want these lines to flow like a river,
And, wish to get recognized as the dream of every dreamer.
To let the words blossom like flowers
And, be them as soothing as rainy showers...
Aromatic air and calmness around
The environment will be full of blessing sounds...
Wish this dream will get full-filled so soon
And,
May these words will shines as the sun and will be soft as the light of moon...
3 comments:
Life is a beautiful journey. We travel our way with dreams up ahead and a brand new hope each day. Keep moving!
A soft and nostalgic poem. And we always look forth for the new...
Loved the poem.
A palace of words keeps you strong...guard it well, let it thrive...for you are capable of more....keep writing.
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