Sweet And Strange Dream Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Sweet And Strange Dream



In the dead of the night
Deep some where in the wedge of my mind
I was scribbling a few bolts
They escaped the closed doors, blowing them apart,
And bid good bye, to the closed spaces, of my open mind.
Then your hand pasted a Rabindranath favourite
It started to play,
I turned into a poetry first,
Then a melody,
And wafted away.

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Hardik Vaidya

Hardik Vaidya

Mahuva, Gujarat, India.
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