Once A Dream Poem by SALINI NAIR
Once A Dream
Await the metaphors in solitude
There it project as dreams
All the paves filled its rays
That embarked the system unknown
There awkward the symptoms
That groom as some myths
That yard was full of dreams
But the tears was its eyes
The entire strand was in some turn
Unknown spark that severe sense
Blink the eyes in that spark
Rest ahead was gloominess
There the dream was far apart
The real metaphor was in eyes
That wet the eyes in longing
And long ahead is solitude……………………
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Yes the real metaphor is in eyes that wet eyes in longing..........very well composed..... Salini
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4/22/2024 8:59:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The metaphor of truth is a mystery, but when we think in solitude, thoughts come from heaven, but often these thoughts are blended by our beliefs, our centuries old customs and traditions.