A Wait, A Dream Ii Poem by Vedanth Bhatnagar

A Wait, A Dream Ii



I dreamt of a flower,
Yet, to bloom, upon which, lay dews,
And, at morn’s hour,
It swept to none, swept to fews;
For wind, in the cold haze,
Dreamt of a flower, too,
And, in, it wandered, in a daze,
Undid, what years would take-do;
For a dream another, it steal’t,
And left it, forsake,
As a tear, fell the bud, dwelt,
Whose bloom, in the wind’s wake;
I await the wind begone,
I await, a broken dream,
I doth wait in vain, neath the nightly dawn,
A star adeep, lost, had shone,
For now, of more, I would not deem,
Of more, I shall not deem.

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Vedanth Bhatnagar

Vedanth Bhatnagar

Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh, India.
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