This Was My Dream Poem by Nikhila Churia
This Was My Dream
This was my dream;
My dream as a child;
To walk by the river;
Watching the waves caress the banks.
This was my dream;
To watch the sunrise;
Parting the curtains of the sky;
Painting the world with it's glory.
This was my dream;
To hear the cuckoo sing;
The sweetest songs ever;
Mesmerizing this beautiful word.
This was my dream;
To chase the butterflies;
On a warm summer day;
In the valley of golden roses.
This was my dream;
To kiss the moon goodnight;
And touch the stars in the sky;
Enveloped in a soothing embrace.
This was my dream;
My dream as child;
A simple yet sweet one;
Just to be happy in life.
To walk by the river; Watching the waves caress watch the sunrise; To hear the cuckoo sing; To chase the butterflies; To kiss the moon goodnight; This is sweetness pure from an innocent heart. Lovely poem. So much i liked it. Thank you dear poetess.
Wish i could go back to my childhood days too and do the same as in your poem. What a wonderful time it would be? Nice.
Thanks :) Childhood is the most beautiful phase in one's life... :)
Good rendition of words. Beautiful train of thought, well articulated and elegantly brought forth in good poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Nikhila.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 1:58:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a very beautiful poem, dear poetess! the imagery is painted as a child paints. this was my dream- mine too. al loved to read your lovely poen.