i saw a dream
that's still fresh in my memory
though scores of years
have passed since then
so clear is the scene
as if it happened just now
a beautiful girl akin to a fairy
walked towards me
and talked to me
in sweet hushed tones
her voice and her giggles
left me swooning
who was she?
where has she gone?
the question nags me all the time
her mellifluous voice
and pretty face
keeps on haunting me
all the time
fleeting images and dreams
have no place in life
sometimes when i sulk
i think i need to erase
her from my mind
but then she comes
with all the force
to tell me that
she is mine
hope my tryst with her
will last for long
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'tryst with destiny'it is good omen n may come true inanother sense..beautif signal