DREAMS…

On a precipitous night, that happened

While I was sitting alone, three blocks of smoke came

And I fell down into a big dark hole

I don’t know, my eyes opened with a glint,

I was reborn in a beautiful village,

I fully melted when I saw it first.

It was like seeing a golden gallery

In that greenish village.

                          There a small cabin of twigs and clay

      A lake for swimming and fishing,

      All set ready for me.

      The fields called me to play,

                          The birds, to sing their melodies.

When I started to enjoy with them,

My mind really vanished.

But-

It all snapped with a call of my mother.

Dreams are like diamond, even though it breaks.

-SAHNA.K.P