Dreams turned so real,
moments for a tragic soul
seem to sing magic!
Looking forward
for a word to muse
ends in a willful stare
deep down to your eyes.
Getting mingled
with soulful songs
perhaps happiness
blooming all over
expressions
sprinkling galore with
elation so predominant,
I leave it open to understand
with a pink of perfection -
my heart's delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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