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The Missing Dream










Some moments and some days
I feel they remain and do not haze
This perhaps is my only prayer
Hope it doesn’t fly away in this thin air

Every day I dreamed about my life with you
Not once I thought, those moments would confine to a few
Wish you could be my girl
Would’ve treasured you like a precious pearl

With us, in each other arms
We could’ve dived through the thickest storms
I always hoped that you would come back to me
To share my dreams and love with immense glee

Do these thoughts annoy you ?
But understand, my love for you hasn’t got its due
The life I wanted to live and the dreams I wanted to cherish
Were forced become insentient only to see them perish

(Image Courtesy: Google Images)

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  1. SunithaJune 8, 2019 at 6:34 AM

    Hmmn... Never knew you had a poetic bone too... It is articulated wonderfully..I'm sure everyone will connect to it

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    1. Ananth RaghunathJune 8, 2019 at 9:54 AM

      Thanks... Trying this writing these days. Happy to know you liked it. Hopefully, readers enjoy

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  2. UnknownJune 10, 2019 at 3:43 AM

    Yes we all loved reading your poetic view of sharing that you care ur beloved. U must continue writing such poems which will encourage many to take care of thier soulmates

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    1. Ananth RaghunathJune 10, 2019 at 4:22 AM

      Thanks for your thoughts. Will try writing more and more in the finest possible manner. Thanks once again.

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    2. Ananth RaghunathJune 10, 2019 at 7:11 AM

      May I know who is this btw

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  3. Ravi VeeragantaDecember 11, 2019 at 4:07 AM

    Wow man!! Nice. Sounds like she broke your ❤️

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