My Only Dream Poem by Aarzoo Mehek

My Only Dream

Rating: 5.0


My only dream
Is to pluck the moon
From the sky
Put it in my pocket
Bring it home and
Hide it in my treasure chest.

© Aarzoo Mehek

My Only Dream
Saturday, October 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: box,dream,treasure,wish
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
An innocent wish.❤️
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 24 October 2020

A very cute and tender write! Facinating poetic expression. Loved reading this wonderful short work of yours! Top 🌟

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Anil Kumar Panda 24 October 2020

Hope your wish would get fulfilled someday. A nice poem. Short and sweet. Thanks for sharing.

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Kostas Lagos 24 October 2020

A fine poem. We all have wished to hold the moon in our hands at least once

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M Asim Nehal 24 October 2020

Wow, let this 9nnocent wish remain as is else I won't be able to get the inspiration to write poems. Don't take my moon away. A fantastic poem Aarzoo, after long gap.10****

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Varsha M 24 October 2020

And the innocent wish Wish to live furnish Down in your treasure chest Safe and secure like a bud in sepals.... beautiful verse. Thank-you.

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Nabakishore Dash 30 November 2021

Sweet dream, but imbued with innocence.Try hard to be shining and cooling all others on the earth.Sweet desire.

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Mahtab Bangalee 05 November 2020

My only dream Is to pluck the moon From the sky.............wow excellent; loving expression Reserve the moon in the rosy heart which has bloomed for the love!

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 30 October 2020

Wonderful poem! To pluck the moon and put it in the pocket and bring it home. I wish we could do that......dear Poetess Arzoo.......Top stars

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Anjandev Roy 28 October 2020

Simply fantastic.........thanks for sharing.....anjandev roy.

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Unnikrishnan E S 27 October 2020

As a child, everyone would have dreamed “To pluck the moon From the sky Put it in my pocket Bring it home and Hide it in my treasure chest.“ On growing up, it is only the color and shades of the moon that does change; the dream remains.

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