Is She A Reality Or Just A Dream Poem by Mihir Modi
Is She A Reality Or Just A Dream
Is She A Reality Or Just A Dream
Last night I had best sleep as I saw a dream very beautiful,
I felt like sleeping for hours where I saw a girl very blissful.
I never came across you, and met you one fine day,
You were as elegant as that beautiful princess made out of clay.
I had lost my faith in love and decided never to fall for it again,
But the moment I talked to you, pumped my heart and stopped my brain.
How deep and innocent those eyes are in which anyone can fall for,
How pure and sweet that smile is to which any one can die for.
A friendly girl with maturity was a unique combination,
She danced, she sang, she clicked photos that grabbed everyone's attention.
She was as smart as anyone could ever be,
She was as funny and adorable as a small innocent child can be.
Only thought in my mind was, person whom she would choose would be a winner,
And the one losing her would regret forever.
So much to say so much describe, but that wasn't the case I came to Knew,
And now I realized that I wasn't a dream but I indeed met you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 7:16:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
sun became moon and stars were around me, flew is a beautiful line that shines out from the poem in a kind of meteor flash. I would put a comma after me and before flew. I like this poem for its sincere feeling and its branching out into long lines of description. I would say in general, perhaps it would help you to read more poetry in English because your words and phrases are inverted somehow in English sometimes and though I enjoy reading it that way myself some people may have difficulty in understanding. I feel bad to say that as I can still feel through the words even as they are the dream like rush of feeling throughout all the phrases so I believe that in your original language this would be even more beautiful. It is not a fault in the poem itself, it is just a knowledge of how words flow together in English (and I'm really terrible at analyzing these things according to the rules of English I am so sorry so I can't help you myself this way) - I would say, just read more English poetry and you will gradually come to understand it through intuition by yourself and do not worry. The feeling is still communicated. I can see you are a very emotional poet. I think you would enjoy reading the poets Keats and Shelley because you have a similar poetic temperament, at least I think that. And something in your romantic poetry reminds me of Tagore. I really hope this helps. Write every thing you feel. I love the longer lines they convey something more graceful and feeling spills out of them like dewdrops shaken out of flowers. God Bless. Mary Angela Douglas