I dream with a sentient mind,
keeping them vibrant in my thoughts,
and at times when it dwindles a bit
I coax them to remain afloat
in the spread of my valiant eyes
I nurture them,
and it stays inside me like a burning flame
raring to go,
ready to leap,
I admire them,
and work relentlessly to make them real
For if I dream with close eyes
I will fail to recall
What I dreamt
in the sublime of a repressed mind
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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I’m just sitting here, nodding in agreement. Well done, lovely written as always! Another great poem 🙂
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Thank you so much Ana.
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😊
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Aha.. the dreams we dream with open eyes. How much have you written? I’m still catching up.Phew.
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Haha you know I don’t stop posting. Thanks for commenting
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Seriously, kitna likhte ho.I guess I have finished all of them now. Its getting me addicted now. Not a good thing.Nope.
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Thank you for your kind regards. Appreciate all the adulations 😊🌸
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