I’ll not let the raven clouds shroud the
pitch darkness of my heart.
I’ll will not give in to the mighty rains to
wash away the salinity of my tears.
Few whispers of amorous love might never
mend my broken heart,
My tears won’t evaporate to the lofty cycles
of the Earths and Sun.
For I’ll not part with my share of pains in
pursuit of temporary gains.
Oh! If I ever asked to live a dream,
It would be adjacent to a river stream
where the topaz rays of the sun will beam.
I will build myself a wooden cabin of dream.
Where hues of porcelain charmed elves will dwell.
just hoping all of it is not some beautiful spell,
Golden leaves will flutter like the shrine bells
surrounding would be spouting magical fountains
cascading down from the tall mystic mountains.
In the azure torrents, doe-eyed maidens will swim,
singing praises to eternal love of Sheba and Solomon.
On its currents, hope and peace will forever brim
the gushes of cerulean water will drift far-far away,
to have a rendezvous with herculean oceans at a bay.
Unfathomable dark canals will run deep in Earth’s womb,
on whose banks again the splendid Atlantis will bloom.
Mythical civilizations resting in the sea in their tombs
will flourish golden El-dorados will resurrect to be exhumed.
Apostles will bow down once to a mundane dream,
kneel and pay holy ablutions to the sacred streams
regal butterflies and dragonflies will sing blessed hymns
A humble abode of divine tranquility I will build
where no human vision or dream ever be slained
All this and more If I ever asked to live a dream!
It would be adjacent to a river stream….
“To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour.”
William Blake
“The Flower That Smells The Sweetest Is Shy And Lowly.”
-William Wordsworth
(William Butler Yeats[a] (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939) was an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. A pillar of both the Irish and British literary establishments, he helped to found the Abbey Theater, and in his later years served as a Senator of the Irish Free State for two terms. Yeats was a driving force behind the Irish Literary Revival)
