Up in the blue ,
Lost in the expanse of its candid hue ,
where rainbows beyond my dreams pry ;
Sometime I wish I could flow ,
Down the plains -
Nurtured by the playful rain ,
Where violets in the woodland grow ,
Where innocence gathers pebbles ,
along the moist shore ,
If only I wish I knew ,
in tenderness , in time's vale ,
where moments too like drops of dew . . . .
Waiting to cast their magical spell ,
Tend to wake me up ....
In my stars I fancy them -
Moments lost moments revived again !!!
moments are lost nowhere u can always cherish them. very nice poem indeed!!!
ReplyDeletewe lose moments within our ownselves,and try to revive them when we realise their significance....such a nice poem!
ReplyDeleteit's beautiful...
ReplyDeleteLovely...
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