come again

Behold the clear sky

Bathed in the morning sun.

Crispy rays behind the cloud

And the dazzled light to stun.

 

Where does the night of dreams go off?

And the yellow moon too hides in?

Just when the dawn breaks and flaunts

And sunlight creeps under my skin.

 

I dreamt of him last night again

and that is when I fully agree

to frame my own little tales

With whom I always wanted to be.

 

A wee bit more I wished to sleep

to be with ones I often miss.

But the peeking sun outside my window

Is eager to listen them all with a kiss.

 

The picture faints ,a smile follows

And the whinning too starts to wane.

I kiss the day in turn with a blush

For I would see him for real again.

 

Author's Note

My dreams trace a path to some universe that has my true wishes and intuitive gains where i need not to reason why,how and when.

Reviews

[Arielle Ann]

I too always dream unreal things...maybe those are my real aspirations disguised and hidden deep down in my subconscious...but your end to the dream was great...coz you will see him again...beautiful lines!