A Rosy Dream Poem by Thampi KEE

A Rosy Dream

Rating: 4.6


This is for you,


Did pencils ever write
unwritten paper
empty blank
broken moment
unsaid poems and little words of fear



This morning of our affection
we spill our emotions
through the glass of wine
of ordinary hot words....
and walk through the shore of sand
sea shore is now empty....

a rosy garden
where roses fall silent
at the gaze of the moon,
where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow
like a' ruby 'drops....

In the morning of our belief
in the faces of stars
like a kiss of words
we rely upon,
the streets remain empty
and our watches break again...
our skies sing
in a painful breeze
we miss our little song

Did paint ever portray
unspoilt canvas
empty hands
idle colours
rest

In the morning of singing song,
whistling
birds.....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Miriam Maia Padua 31 July 2009

wonderful... nice thoughts... lovely lines...a brilliant piece... 10+++ lovelots, Maia

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Rachel Butler 19 September 2009

This morning of our affection we spill our emotions Rachel Ann Butler

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Shakuntala Sharma 27 October 2009

it's tender and dreamy...

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Enter Name Here 10 February 2010

I enjoyed your play on words in the poem A Rosy Dream. It was quite lovely.

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Vaughn Bekker 20 May 2010

nicly written, inspiring, i liked it

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Valsa George 12 February 2019

A fragmentary poem on love that has a dreamy quality to it! Like a dream that has no logical sequence, your poem presents some scattered pictures..... an empty canvas, colors, rose garden, empty streets and the lovers walking over the sandy shore! If they can be connected, it will make a great poem!

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Josey Alfred 10 December 2017

If love is broken and affection fades, even if only temporarily, we mortals are doomed with empty sky. Unwritten papers and feel everything in deep gloom. That’s true Love. Beautiful writ sir thank you for sharing

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Geetha Jayakumar 26 July 2016

Beautiful dream where canvas remain empty of colors. A rosy dream where where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow like a' ruby 'drops....Yes, sometimes we miss our title song. Beautiful flow of words. Interesting write. Loved reading it.

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Queeny Gona 21 January 2016

Did pencils ever write? Did paint ever portray? a rosy garden where roses fall silent In the morning of singing song, whistling birds Wonderful Lines dear Sir, In depth in thought and I enjoyed the beauty of this write up!

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Simone Inez Harriman 07 November 2015

a rosy garden where roses fall silent at the gaze of the moon, where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow like a' ruby 'drops.... Beautiful.....10

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