Once, at night
A dream appeared to me,
Body was acting, as it was
Stung by a poisonous bee.
My happiness was
So bright,
That it had
Even affected on my diet
Friends began asking,
What happened, dude?
Where had gone,
Your serious mood?
Then, thoughts;
Came to me about,
Clearing, all my
Queries and doubts.
I haven’t understood;
It still
It might be
Brighter was my will
According to Science,
It is a chemical
But, to me, it wasn't accurate,
Even, to a fraction.
I began to understood;
This, from little.
But, it was clear; this virtual relationship,
Was not brittle.
It was like a river;
A river; which keeps on moving.
But, more like an universal ocean,
Which never ends, ever.
Standing, under an oak,
I had been awaked;
All this proved faked,
And broken out; this fantastic folk.
----Shivam Jha***
This, from little.
But, it was clear; this virtual relationship,
Was not brittle.
It was like a river;
A river; which keeps on moving.
But, more like an universal ocean,
Which never ends, ever.
Standing, under an oak,
I had been awaked;
All this proved faked,
And broken out; this fantastic folk.
----Shivam Jha***
Vivekanand International Sr. Sec. School, Patparganj, I.P. Extn.
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