We came for a swim
In what looked to me a dream,
Water nor worries,
We swam in old memories,
Or so it did seem.
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Haiku | 07.09.13 |W
A fascinating description on how we dwell on memories. Another brilliant write.
Dream is felt true ever. We swim in the pond of dream and in practically we swim in the pond of memories. A brilliant Haiku (poem) is astutely portrayed by you dear Pathak sir, thank you a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So crisp and short..... Yet..... the sloshing in memories seems so refreshing as a dip in a clear gurgling stream!
Thanks for your interesting feedback, dear poet