A Song Of A Real Dream! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

You`re such a medicine
that makes me forget my famished wallet;
what if it`s just for a while?
it makes the day great!

Dreams from above come to my pocket!
I step on them and soar high like a rocket!
Fears flee and worries hide
when we play in our high tide!

Fears flee and worries hide
when we play in our high tide!

I stoop down to your level
to get to the top most summit!
I dare the fate and no more grovel
as you stop my poor plummet!

I dare the fate and no more grovel
as you stop my poor plummet!

All my positive thoughts like a stream
get you as a good turbine!
You are so real, again so much a dream!
Whatever it is, it feels so fine!

You are so real, again so much a dream!
Whatever it is, it feels so fine!

You`re such a medicine
that makes me forget my famished wallet;
what if it`s just for a while?
it makes the day great!