🌷N Cherish Them Happily... Poetess : Tilottama Vijay Lele
One n All, we love dreams... They're like butterflies... Colourful, lovely n plenty... Flying all over d country... They're d sparks of creativity...
Some dreams R like Bunnies... White or grey or black Cuties... Running all-d-time eating leaves, They're like soft cuddly toys... Can play with them all d times...
When dreams R like dustbunnies... Who'll bust, scatter n disappear... Then Der'll be dust everywhere... Still our eyes R dream-creators, N our Mind's a great Weaver...
Often dream is a beam of light... Passing into a dark room in sight Through a tiny Li'l hole from height, Shining like lovely sparkling delight... Though they're particles of Air-Dust
Der R certain types of personalities Claiming to do Dream-merchandise Customising n selling d dreams Of every possible varieties, For all d people with dreamy-eyes...
Our dreams R like free-birdies... Freely dancing n entertaining... Fullfilling all d desires of Desiree... Bringing away from hard realities... Into a Dream-land of heavenly bodies
But Dreams R delicate n fragile... We've to handle them tactfully, N with care preserve them safely, Deep down into our memory... N always cherish them happily...
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