Sunday, 16 March 2014


Can it be that I reach there
Where the golden light changes into golden colour
And bold red and deep orange strokes
All over the night of violet stars
Hum together a silent melody
Where I breathe cool wet air
And dance dance dance
Then I dip my hand in the sky
And a pink sparkle snake
Shines and merges with the violet stars
Where it is quietly blue and silver
Where the golden light changes into golden colour
Can it be that I reach there?


  1. Home chime is charm of inner self but
    If you chime about your latest outer
    Chime, the FTII & your class fellows
    Wouldn't it be a good

  2. Yes, it will be good.
    Thank you for commenting and enjoying the poem.

  3. B'ful imagination....took me back to the dreams i used to have at night in my childhood days. :) :) :). Hope and pray that you remain this innocent and pure always. :). God bless. :O)

  4. Thank you so much! I am so delighted that it reminded you of your dreams.


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