Dreamland.....
The mystic rose spread its scent..
With the flower in his hand he meant…
“I love your whispers!! I love your soft ebony touch
Love you so much…..”
White beauty….Mist all over.. Shadow …..Only shadow I can
see….!!!
In this late hour of delight I dream of Only You and me
The charm, the desire of the evening drizzle….miss your
company…
An emptiness, a musical symphony..
You been nowhere..i see you in my world of loneliness…
Still in the old bench I sit every night from dusk till the
dawn…
With the red rose and its melodious ardour…
You are pretty and charming as a swan……
Your fingers are like the twigs of tulips ….fascinating is
your face and lips…..
With the advent of the dark night….
Peeps the smiling white face and the pretty girls of the
heaven….
To see you and me meeting in my world….me with red rose….yet
your face unknown….
------------O No… now peeps the Yellow face from the Horizon.....
You didn’t came……!
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