Mortal Poem by Mohammad Ashek Shaahid
Mortal
She, a princess, dreams a prince;
And awaits his arrival who
rides on winds.
A prince whose father is Sun
and sea nymph his mother,
Being a mere mortal I
stopped dreaming her.
Reality interfering with what you have dreamed and desired, isn't that always the way? Enjoyed this short but poignant poem. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn
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Beautiful write, a great share!