Natasha Sharma

The Dream - Poem by Natasha Sharma

With racing steps and flying hair,

Against the wind, without any care;

I run, I run towards the distant light,

As the rising notes give wings to my flight.

Is the voice I hear coming from the past?

Or my betrothed one is back at last!

The enchanted heart doesn’t stop to see,

Love or pain- what waits for me?

On I go with no end in sight,

Again I fall in a slumber light.

On the tears shed the moon did gleam,

Oh unfaithful love! It was but a dream.

Comments about The Dream by Natasha Sharma

  • Gold Star - 56,091 Points Gajanan Mishra (9/5/2013 4:40:00 AM)

    a dream, unfaithful love, good write, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 5, 2013

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