during nights dont know why
am so high
looking at the sky
i feel so shy
it makes me fly
when i look at the sky
i was staring
when she was walking
i was looking
when she was walking
when i saw a lightbeam
i came to know
it was just a dream
just a day dream
i liked the theme
which i saw in my dream
but it doesnt seem
that it was a dream
i seriously liked the theme
it was extreme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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