His Dream Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

His Dream

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Every morning
He wakes up and sees
Beautiful poetry is reigning the world,
At night when he goes to sleep,
He still sees
Magnificent poesy is ruling the earth,
It's a pleasant feeling for him,
But one night being asleep, he sees in his vision that
Glorious poetry is leaving the earth forever
In deep pain and despair,
Immediately he wakes up with great anxiety
And finds that it's only his dream but not the reality,
He becomes extremely relieved.

Wednesday, May 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 22 May 2020

But not the reality! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Sometimes dreams speak of our fears and anxieties in life and the things that we are passionate about. Another interesting write well conveyed.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 20 May 2020

A well crafted heartwarming piece...10++

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