Dream Price Poem by Thei Htut Win

Dream Price



His
prettiest flower of smile
falls hovering in a shudder,
shaking and forgotten in dream.

His
sweetest words in phrase
flow into the heart, shaking
awake afresh
from the dreams.

But
emerald golden love flower
that he has kept in his bosom
is kept in secret and
i can't don; how unkind is he?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The man who belong to her heart.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Emily Slm 09 March 2013

That's a really pretty poem

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