when the sun set’s
the moon rises in the west
the birds are returning to their nest
the cloud becomes silent
the stars are invading the sky
like the soldiers attack the fort
the insects make a sound of terror
the growl of animals creates a sensation of fear
the cold wind enters through the window and sizzles my heart
I hold the blanket tightly
it was like a bedtime story
I step into a dream land
where so many angles are there
to play with me
I listen the whispering of birds
I ride in a car
and go to the stars
then i fall in the ocean
i swim with the fish
then i jump and enter in to the jungle
and jumps like a Tarzan
all animals are my friend
angles returns and took me to my land
it was amazing
when i got up
I found my self-lonely
in the bed…..
copyright @Bishnu
bravoo.you write like dream
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Indeed. The emotion, power, love,words all appear and starts with a dream and of course in Night. After all the night is mine. so dear to me. Thanks Neha…
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you speak like an artist
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We all are….
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Dreamers
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i am still clapping for your thought….
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it’s one of my best comment from someone special …
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