It's Time To Dream Poem by Sanjukta Nag
It's Time To Dream
Think about the pure white clouds
Of your beating heart,
Carefully kept inside a crystal box
That only unlocks by the whisper of
A key called hope.
Time will never knock the door,
Until the innocence of your eyes recognizes
The call of baby blue in faraway hills and sky
For climbing to your dreams,
Which are always wrapped with the purity
Of white clouds.
The truth is wrapped with purity! Nice work with the muse of nature.
Yes time never knocks the door as this flows in its direction basing on truth. Very nice, wise and thoughtful poem shared here...10
Wow..........Written so beautifully............Beyond rating For climbing to your dreams, Which are always wrapped with the purity Of white clouds. Loved it...
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I would like to translate this poem
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Awesome drop. Work of a master poet.