A Scattered Dream
The eye that captivated
Dream of you and me,
Welled up,
When it noticed
Dream scattered like
Pieces of broken mirror.
Each pieces reflected
Distorted Image of mine,
Displaying fun of me.
In the courtyard of
My imagination
I am still waiting
Your entry as
A owner of
My heart.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Well composed. Kingsley Egbukole