The Shangri-La Journey Poem by Varsha M

The Shangri-La Journey

Rating: 5.0


Dreams are my frequent
Mapping heavens explicit
How I long to be there all time

Palatial world is born
With a host in new gown
How I long to be there all time.

Artitecture imbibe beyond imagination
Proclivity spur like creator on invention
How I long to be there all time.

Dreams are my home sweet
Nestling is never a quest
How I long to be there all time.

Weaving yet another one
Satisfying all I always desire.

The Shangri-La Journey
Monday, August 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,fantasy,imagination
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
How we create world beautiful in imagination as we couch in for a sweet nap. Sometimes dreams are pleasurable.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 05 September 2020

Dreams! ! Desires! Love and life; The quest along the line. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Mahtab Bangalee 01 September 2020

Artitecture imbibe beyond imagination Proclivity spur like creator on invention How I long to be there all time. Dreams are my home sweet Nestling is never a quest How I long to be there all time. .....beautiful poem like the crystal fountain

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o poet me poet yeps poet 31 August 2020

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M Asim Nehal 31 August 2020

The repetition of line " How I long to be there all time." added real value to your stanzas. Nicely written 10+

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Sharad Bhatia 31 August 2020

In fact, dreams are always pleasant, Beautiful poem about " pleasurable Dreams" . Regards - 100++

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