Dream is a land…

where the lamb can run

building all his petrified passion

and dances at the top of Everest ,

swims across the ocean, quenches his thirst.

Dream is a scenic beauty…

what the blind can see,

fights with the sun walking at the midnight,

flowers blossom,and he sails on the chariot of fragrance,

draws an art,pouring all his beloved’s elegance.

Dream is a song…

what the deaf can listen and the mute can sing,

seven coloured melody, played with rainbow strings,

all the birds and streams stunned into silence

and the clouds burst out tear in happiness.

Dream is a hope…

it gives a reason to be alive tomorrow,

where I can dissolve all my sorrow,

whether it comes true or becomes a mirage,

I just live with it and enjoy,because,after it I never chase.


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Manoj Kishore Nayak

Hitherto known as the "Tissue Paper Poet" and credited many a times with initiating the same genre of poetry I, contemplated of writing this blog where I could inter-alia, endeavour to write my random thoughts and publish that of others. The blog will contain subjects of myriad hues ranging from poetry & travelogues to sundry incidents. Being a 'bookaholic' I would like to tell you about the books I read and the authors I meet across the corners which will quench your thirst for literary entertainment and will impart a certain cachet to your intellectuality. Read More...
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