Life Of My Dreams Poem by smk the observer of emotions

Life's like a melodious dream,
Having all the happiness within.
It gives immense pleasure to build castles of love,
and joy of watching the flying doves.
No cry, no hue around;
No bloodshed and no war to be found.
With the deers in a playful mood,
and a mother for every child to soothe;
With a real heart beating in every breast,
which cries from within for the sorrow of their dearest.
Where love breaks bars with its fragrance all around,
Where the nightingale sings merrily and no melancholic sound.
I long for that world where life is a dream itself.
I long for that life where the dream is the world itself.