Fantasies Of A Heart Poem by Vishnu Sampoorn

The fantasies of a heart
are meant to be heard by Love
in the magic garden of dreams
it flutters, like a dove

We slowly approached the misty roads of paradise
the shadows of our dreams, darkening,
we both remained enchanted, surprised
with our open eyes dreaming;
silent, wondered A pleasant flame seems, burns endlessly,
Awake, aware, yet loses control of me,
my breath, confused, the heart it beats
in Love just your name it repeats;
constant, thundered

I hope the lamps of my eyes now get doused
May the dreams I saw never get aroused
such were the showers of gloom, on me,
the heart broke, like a mirror, you see;
barren, plundered