I Dream Of Days. Poem by Abhijeet Sumberia
I Dream Of Days.
I dream of days
Bright and blue
When the sky is high
And the wind falls down
From the heaven
Those wonderful days
When I would be free
When I could sing and dance
Walk bare-chested along
The coast and breathe
Like a smoker
Smoking his last cigarette.
When the ocean washes my feet
The wind my face
And the it rains flowers
That sweet and sorrowful joy
Those are the days of my dreams.
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