Dreams And Dreams Poem by Sandesh Paudyal

I dreamt a road, long and red
To run with grace before smiling to bed
Boulders stood stout, I had an eye
To measure the heights, before faring goodbye

I stay aback, tears from the eyes
Those agonising moments, stamped with your byes
How I hope this was a dream, the sun will shine
And tomorrow with happy heart I can call you mine

But Alas! ! ! the dead stars cease to twinkle, sapped to a hole
And sorry I cannot sing of spring when there is autumn in my soul.