Clips Of My Dream Poem by Aswin A

A one fine day of a spring season,
The street was crowded without a reason,
It was usual day for me till that one moment,
I felt like everyone in that street are faded,
Except a shadow it was moving towards me,
That orange light from the sun and leafs of trees gave some special attention to the shadow, i looked up slowly and then i saw you, the fragrance and flowers of Sakura Falling upon you. Chances of seeing beauty like you is very few.