Golden Dreams Poem by Ruma Chaudhuri
Golden Dreams
That golden evenings
Gave birth to our golden dreams
May be in the debate
In a coffee shop
And the coffee was smoky and hot.
We all are now too far
From those golden dreams
That Golden smoky evenings
And busy in our day to day job
In a proper rhythm.
Still they are in my innocent mind
And call me like a sweet rhyme
In the night of twinkle stars
But they are too far.
That golden evenings Gave birth to our golden dreams You are lovely.
A well written poem, dreams of a woman are always golden and beautiful.
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still they are in my innocent mind and call me like a sweet rhyme