Through the meadows
between those trees
beyond the oceans
across the seas
The soul soared high
soaked in repulsive desires
basked in love
playing with fire
And in the capture
of that momentary trice
it looked heavenly
but was a disguise
She learned soon
in that fickle of time
that the mirage of illusions
was nothing but life
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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I could feel the poignant state of the soul in the poem when the dreams meet the reality.Well penned.
Thank you so much Megha.
My pleasure, Shantanu.
Enchanting.
Thank you so much, Ayush
Wow so so so good. The opening lines so captivating and the entire poem was just amazing
Thanks so much for your beautiful thought
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