t'was the dawn of a splendid Sunday,
when my bones ached.
Stars were still out shimmering in the sky,
no more scared
of the shabby veil of clouds.And I got up, when my bones ached,
not knowing if I was thirsty
or hungry.
I began to stare at the stars,
they seemed fearless.
I could feel the flames
in my body.
And there was a dream i had to protect of flares.
The burning stars seemed to protect the infinite dreams.
"DREAMS are immune to flames
and invulnerable to epidemics.
Dreams are fireproof
and bulletproof",
said stars.
Go back to sleep,
the aurora is around.
And your dream is safe, they assured.
Which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed. Good Job Choti B-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Nitin Bhaiya! :)
DeleteThe rising Star....Anuradha Singh :)
ReplyDeleteStar?? not yet Bhaiya :D
Deletethere's much more scope of improvement.
well done..:) very nice attempt !!
ReplyDeleteWhen i was reading this , i was thinking that how beautiful the world of literature is..
and if u made me think so, then definately it's a good start :)
keep it up !!
yayee, I am gald you appreciated it and yeahh I loved reading your works too,
ReplyDeleteand the way we approved and disapproved of the things :)
In short, i miss your company very much :|
And I hope you're composing some of the greatest poetries this world has ever witnessed. :)