I have a dream
An age old scheme.
To settle around a country.
A land, riverine.
To roam around a garden.
For hours eight or nine.
To witness the sun.
Setting up and shine.
A dream of hope.
As the nursery rhyme.
To bathe in the stream of
Torrential rain.
To wander about.
Cycling mountain.
To hear the untold,
The unheard claim.
To hide under the space
of public domain.
Get lost in the love of
Neighbours and kin.
To look for stars,
In dark and dim.
To go on fishing,
At the rivers rim.
To mingle with others,
To make up a team.
Hold the light of joy.
Either lose or win.
Deep beneath river,
To utterly proclaim.
Wanna dive my own.
With my self made fin.
To witness the ocean.
Hillside fountain.
Or the tribal life,
In rural terrain.
Dream of a family,
So well maintained.
At bad times,
Whose love sustains.
A fireplace in woods,
Some story to reign.
Short stories or songs.
Life stories or hymn.
An utopian dream,
To mitigate all pain.
To end up war,
With no blood stain.
Dreams were always,
To get out of imagine.
But it was to live a life,
Of self esteem.
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Ink-Stained Affection
PoesiaA Collection of love and life poems exploring the delicate beauty of affection, longing & unspoken words
