Spelled Dream

Fair roses were red,

And day was light,

I sat beside her,

Under deep blue sky.

 

My emotions were fray,

Heart lost and stray,

In fragrance of roses,

Mingled with her spray.

 

Nerves choked my feet,

Sight devotionally sweet,

Blood dancing on beat,

Vision shining and neat.

 

Bumping on blocks,

I found my flock,

My dream on dock

Till waked by clock

 

©ANKITA CHATURVEDI

 

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