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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #1982688
Saw the moon up there smiling while my heart was tearing away due to the pangs of break up
Peeping through my window pane,
I see ur beautiful round face again.
Have u come to take me into,
The world of dreams as u always do.

As I lay on my bed and gaze at the skies,
A sudden feeling through my mind it flies.
All the dreams I’ve seen in my yesterdays,
Flashes my mind in colorful ways.

“Dreams of children playing in d background,
Of beautiful princess with maids around.
And the most colorful and one in a billion,
Of the prince who’ll come on the stallion…….

He came into my life on a special day,
To change my world in every way.
He filled my life with laughter and jokes,
And all good things which life promises.

He took me into the heavens blue,
And over the silver clouds we flew.
Every moment we spent with each other,
Secret adventures with no one to bother.

All my sadness vanishes apart,
When he was besides me to comfort.
When we were together all things seemed simple,
But even a second alone my heart will rumble.

I loved him more than my own life,
And accompanied him like his wife.
May be that was reason for my grief,
Coz when he goes I cry in disbelief”.

But with him was it just a dream?
Or a lifetime spends in joy as it seem.
Yes indeed all dreams have a meaning,
Some indeed becomes real in its turning.

Will he come once again into my land?
Will he touch my life with his magic wand?

Hey my friend why ur hiding ur face up there?
Behind the dark clouds that moves like the hare.
Oh! Its time for you to say good bye!
Like at ever dawn, I do it with a sigh.
And every dream ends this way,
All the colors slowly fades away.
But I’ll be waiting for u with a song
For the charming prince u’ll bring along …..
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