My Enchanting Dream

Durriya Sakarwala posted under PenMuse-55 Poetry on 2023-09-15



With blurred visions, ideas, and a thought  I sailed within lost esoteric myths Into the net of edges, I was caught.  Unsure of where we are, or where to be The memory stayed with me for a time.  I bumped into the space of faded knot Caressing into a burly black hole With blurred visions, ideas, and a thought.  The wind blew harsh at me to my dismay Discovering the passion of a dream.  A seed was sown and very hard it fought In the twilight and birth of ups and downs Into the net of edges, I was caught.  The stars would one by one emerge for me The stars became a twisted form of hope.  Twinkling stars arranged me into small slots A milky way formed a little ladder With blurred visions, ideas, and a thought.  When I attempted to display my soul To stand together, under the small stars My soul was drenched in the magical pot Holding me like the moon, soaked all in love Into the net of edges, I was caught.  I dwell in my dream, like a tiny tot And dance within the cosmos happily With blurred visions, ideas, and a thought Into the net of edges, I was caught.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!