My love for poetry is unexplainable, it keeps on increasing year by year. I write at least two poems in a year, since am not much a poet.
I bring my madness and dreams together and write a poem.
I try to keep them short, but finally they end up so long.
Here is a poem originated from the same dreams which I remind. This is a repeated dream, yea! You heard it right. There are few dreams which took episodes and knocked my dream doors. Same dream, reoccurring twice or thrice.
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I searched for you in my heart ;
But I found you missing there.
Your presence at that moment ;
Left a mark on my heart.
From then my heart fetching you ;
For your presence again and again.
Raindrops rolled down your head,
They chose your shoulders to pave away ;
Your hair is like a waterfall,
Because of the realms of water on it ;
That rain made your view blur,
I couldn't see you clearly ;
Oh! Girl in the rain,
Your identity is still lurking in the dark ;
I knew my perseverance will not go fruitless,
One day I ‘ ll meet you someday I will ;
Oh! Girl in the rain.
Now my dream went to,
Its native, nothingness.
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