it was during the dawn
or may be dusk was around
a house traped in storm
but still everthing was safe and sound
none of it made sense
but its meaning was still profound
i was dreaming of it all
with my feet on the ground
though it was my dream
i was never there
i had this dream
which was never so clear
i had to believe
but the sight of it i could never bear
the house was a mess, mess was red
there was no water but my foot felt wet
i heard the cry and hue of someone i guess old
i tried to deny , but it had some soul
it was time when i had to choose
i chose to wakeup
none of it was true...........

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Luminescence
Poesíathis book consists of a set of poems. these poems are not connected at all. they are based on different topics. they are in no relation to each other. i have titled this book as 'luminescence' because i think in a way my poems have a bright sight w...