poem
He comes at night
On my dreams
Very confidential,
Smiles at me, talks to me
with salacious eyes and
Secret heart, full of love
the famous film star.
Never a talk or touch,
only in dreams.
He tries to chat,
Share his love.
Some cute girls
Pull his hands
Takes him away;
Not a word or touch
Only in dreams and hopes
I live.
Nirmala james
Quite a sweet one!
ReplyDeleteA land, green and wide, in the realm
of farthest imagination,
sometimes, it rains there heavily,
yet the waters coarse here on my face.
Very Good Nirmala
ReplyDeleteNostalgic...beautiful..It creates a yearning in the mind to look back on the past life. Thank you for sharing it.
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