The familiar dream invades sweet sleep,
Amidst faded vision, I gaze at a face,
His presence is like magic of an angel,
And his voice is the softest lullaby,
Soon the amusing scenario retreats.
I locate someone who could assist me,
The sky speculates and remains awake,
I pact with the stars to track that face
Before it tiptoes to exit again,
I promise to write a poem for them.
©Aditi Anvita (Anvi).
Thanks for connecting, reading and encouraging. Have a lovely day!
I really enjoyed this.
“The sky speculates and remains awake”
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It’s so kind of you to quotes that line, you made me smile. Thanks❤
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Another beautiful creation, dear Anvi. And, I completely agree with Michele, that line is stunning. 🤗
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I am thankful to you for your precious time in reading and commenting on this post!😊
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You’re most welcome, Anvi. Is my pleasure. Always. 😊
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😍🤩🤩that’s a great piece my friend. The way how you have captured that scene in this poem…that’s remarkable.
Really liked it thank you
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Thanks for this beautiful comment.😊
Seems like I am hearing from you after a long, I hope that everything’s alright!
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Thanks a lot for the concern Anvi I was actually cought up with some work so 😁 everything is fine here, hope you are doing great.
Thank you
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That’s good then. I just observe things so I thought it would be better to ask😊
I am awesome!
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Beautiful words… ❤️❤️
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I am glad to know that you liked it. Thanks😊
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