To My Thought
A dream belong to my thought
A destination nearby her
A rise of golden rose
Spreading small of flower
So many things so many talk
I am not near her heart
She is so loving she is nice
She is freshness of moon rise
She is rising dream of my heart
She is real or imagination
She appear only in dream so far
May be I get her view in real life
Miracle of nature come in front of eyes
May be I will close my eyes
How a dream can change in reality
This is a big surprise
I was in love with my fiction
But life is a miracle, miracle is life
POET-ANURAG SHARMA
ADDRESS- DG-1 FLAT NO 27B
VIKAS PURI NEWDELHI-110018 INDIA
MO-8743082486, EMAIL- draditiadi@rediffmail.com
Copyright © Anurag Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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