Thursday 6 August 2020

Dreams : A Poem

Reach out to touch
sweet intangibles
that stay alive
when you wrap them 
in your palm,
so damn hypnotized
on one 'someday'

& reminisces of toil glow
& gleam & shimmer & shine 
& you feel peace
amid beautiful chaos,
more familiar than 
the back of your hand


Image: pinterest

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