A Story Of...Bad Dreams Poem by Kaushal Lovesmith

I was happy
With my dream
I was smiling
With moon and stars
In their silver stream.

Everyone asked
Why I'm so happy
I said
My girl is coming here
We need to get ready.

The clouds
Made the romantic shade
The breeze blew
The romantic fragrance.

Fairies angels
Started singing
Romantic song.

The moon flooding
Her silver
Stream like
Angel is coming.

The whole world
Was waiting for her
With me.

Someone knocked
The door
I was excited
To see my paramour.

I opened the door
I saw her
With a guy.

She was with
Her paramour.

I was crying
From my heart
But smiling for her.

She decided her destiny
I was near to her
But far away
From her heart.

The moon hide
Her tears behind the clouds.

The sky turned sad
Tears were falling out.

I was alone
At the end
Like it was a bad dream.

I saw
The dark sky
The gloomy breeze.

Like the mourning
Of all spirits.

I said to sky
And moon
Don't be sad
Its not the end.

You alll are always
With me
How can I be alone
Its not my end.

My beautiful girl
Is moon
She is little far
But someday
She will come
At my end
And she will shake my soul
I will die in her arms.

I will be free soul
Uncgaed from this shape
Will live with her spirit.

Till then
I need to find love
Inside me...