Beauty of Dream-Er
Wandering in wasteland of doubt,
I search for a green vale carved out,
where with my dreams I want to be.
O God, be merciful to me.
The mirage I trace in desert,
want to cross craving dunes of heart,
reach oasis of reverie.
O God, be merciful to me.
I traverse life’s contours of dream,
tinged by the sunrise golden beam,
let me soak shine of ecstasy.
O God, be merciful to me.
The vision of my entranced eyes
finds the garden of paradise,
I live future of fantasy.
O God, be merciful to me.
My life excels in joyful gleam
of trustful beauty of my dream,
until my time ends, let me see.
O God, be merciful to me.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2023
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