House
I dream of a house, near the stream
deep in forest, with deers and bees
wavering through wildflower regime
evening whispers a rustling breeze.
with mystic clouds drowning moonbeams,
in avenue of verdant trees-
I dream of a house
on a hill, a castle supreme,
warm fireplace, lullaby appease
till the coffin ends self esteem,
I dream of a house.
Copyright © Debjani Mitra | Year Posted 2023
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