The Dream In My Dream

You are the dream in my heart
I am the dream in your heart
A dream that kindles joy and happiness
A dream that puts sparks in my life
A dream that blooms and spreads
fragrance of love
A dream that traverses deep into
the core of our hearts
A dream that keeps us united in
love for each other
A dream that keeps life going
A dream that……dreams
A dream that keeps our dream alive
A dream that is you to me.

Poet’s Note
Life is a dream within a dream that keeps everything going, evolving, moving and transcending.

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Savi Mani
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Wonderful dream to dream…superb use of the word dream again and again and yet so enchanting……so true life is a dream and there are so many dreams within this dream, some get fulfilled some remain a dream but that doesnt stop us dreaming…..
may i add a Quote “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Langston Hughes”
loved each and every word of your wonderful poem,
You have your own style of “untraditional” writing, and i must say I love reading your awesome poems….

ammu sachariah
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Dreams take us to another world. Without dreams we are no where. I love your poems.

ramakrishnan chatakondu
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You may sound simple….. But you are born to dream big .

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