Treasure Island

RAJNI CHHABRA

(JULY3,1955)

Why Are Dreams So Fascinating


Interwoven with
Rainbow colored threads of
Affection, care, love
Surrender, union
Hope and aspiration
Why are these dreams
So fascinating

At times sleep gets wings
At times wings get sleep
We sleep while awake
We awake while sleeping

Fetching glow in
Light deprived eyes
Bringing smile on
Gloomy lips
Presenting music of life
To depressed life

Stretching wider
Wings of imagination
We cherish some moments
Due to support of dreams
Like silvery line
At the verge of
Darker clouds
These dreams
Why are they
So enchanting

The moment
My dreams
Get a full stop
Spinning wheel of my life
Will also get
Ultimate rest.

Submitted: Monday, March 04, 2013
Edited: Sunday, December 29, 2013

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