Dream
By the shore of a pond the stroke of misty breeze
The brook calls and the sounds unheard seize
Rhythmic ripples gazing at the smiling flowers
Green boughs bob and frantically dance
The birds are sprinkling melodies all around
The cattle are fearless and grazing in the ground
What celebration; what ecstasy on the birth of a girl child
What satisfaction to see a wrinkled face smile
Food finds its way to all the mouths
Brotherhood, harmony and love in the crowd
Poverty vanishes prosperity thrives
I wish my dream actually survives
May this dream of mine get actualization!
a place to be and faces to see… the daily scenes and its wonders… brings about the dream and the reality molded by the passing of time… nicely penned 🙂
Very much touched by the lines you wrote for the poem…
Respected Suzette Portes San Jose, very much humbled by the kind appreciation.
Utopian dream which all of us wish to come true!
yeah Sunila jee….thanks a ton for appreciating.
A picturesque poem filled with hope.
Nair saab, Janaab shukriya. i shall try to learn from you all.