Kishor Kumar Mishra

Dream Power

A fine June evening it was,
Physically strained and tired,
As I was relaxing on a couch,
To bed room, earlier I retired.

With the touch of magic wand,
The goddess made me to sleep,
I entered in to a dream world,
Scenes flashed like video cilp.

I was flying high in the sky,
Far away from my motherland,
High above the rivers and seas,
Leaving my earthly body behind.

Soon I landed on a fairy land,
And a warm welcome I received,
Thought, not going back to Earth,
Let the body be in complex world.

Suddenly found myself on my bed,
The fairy land was not there,
Where did all my happiness go?
Oh, it was just the dream power.

Topic(s) of this poem: dream, poem, poems

Poem Submitted: Friday, October 20, 2017

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  • Dr Dillip K SwainDr Dillip K Swain (10/20/2017 10:34:00 AM)

    The powerful effect of a sweet dreams is brilliantly depicted.. I loved your poem.. congratulations

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