Dreams - Poem by venkat poolabala
When my mind of my dreams think my legs slowly tremble
My lips surely fumble and I discover my dreams in shambles
Romance by night a reality but by the day it is simply comedy
The day bids me to slog, by night off the work I my mind drag
I feast on my dreams, true lies that animate my zeal and
Energize my soul. The moon and stars my romance unearth
The Sun comes to erase that all. How transient is the nocturnal mirth!
A financial man by day. A romantic man by night.Alas! that is my fate.
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