Blessing with dreams..

Guys its all about my parents i am proud to be son of such great parents who allowed me to access my dream let me do whatever i want but in return they want me just be a better person.

It had been a long time i woke up from peaceful nap,

I had a long gap from fog to snow.

Mind was concealed and heart was divulged,

As you know heart always win over mind.

Deep from the ocean of curiosity a soul arouse,

Stepping towards the ocean it diverged towards the sky which was too high,

The sky had no limit and the ocean had no boundation, both way had opportunities.

But

What was lacking was oxygen.

(Oxygen - means inspiration)

Then came hands of blessing and pushed me into the sky of knowledge,

I call those blessing as parents.  

Reviews

[Anindita Janhabee]

A wonderful dedication to the most loved ones. They are the ones who showed first love to us. So basically they are our first love... I'm glad reading this poem that too from a poet of Odisha, my state. I too belong to Odisha and I'm really happy to come across such a beautiful poem....
Glad to have you all in my country... Sense of great pride...