Once upon a time …in My Dreams 7

As whispers merge into the twilight…

I kiss the dying sun,

Hoping the dawn

To be eternal and bright

I missed you in my dreams.

I have taken grief, in the everyday…

I have fought,

The burning midnight

But I was the heel of Achilles

I missed you in my dreams.

As I romanced the moon and the black …

I have betrayed,

The thirst of this illusion

I refused to drink the darkness

I missed you in my dreams.

I never saw the way to this maze…

Every door I crept on to,

Was a mirage

It wasn’t my destiny

I missed you in my dreams.

You were never meant for me…

It was I, who loved you,

Some people,

Are destined to be the sea

I missed you in my dreams.

It was always summer…

But it rained,

Like never before

I will miss your face, your voice, your smile,

I missed you in the twinkle of my dreams.

About Dream Peddler

The author finds too many similarities with himself and the boy Calvin. Although a cold blooded techie, working with an Indian software MNC, the finer things of love and life fascinates him. Major portions of his work are about the things that inspires and pacifies. Politics and society too get a chance.

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