Friday, January 7, 2011

Across the Ocean



When i sleep, my mind dreams.
Across the ocean, through the breeze.
I reach home,
to find, Love and Peace.

There, I meet,
My parents old,
Who have hearts,
Made of gold.

Then i meet,
My brother young.
He is so naughty,
But, no one bothers.

Dressed in blue,
I come to meet you.
With hugs and kisses,
My sweetheart, I LOVE YOU.

Last not the least,
Then i meet my buddies.
Dance, music, crash and burn.
Thankyou mates for all the fun.

Tring... goes the clock,
at morning 6'o clock.
Breaks my dream,
and makes me awake.

Then i sit at my table,
Thinking about my dreamt fable.
The journey i went through,
I wish that it comes true.

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