A BEAUTIFUL DREAM

Words are lost somewhere, 

Words are found somewhere, 

In between dream and reality, 

In the world of imagination;

Words are moving somewhere. 

   At midnight, 

   In deep silence, 

The golden pages of the book

Whisper in the heart

To embrace the reality;

The conscience invites the conscious mind

To turn the pages

With dedication and true spirit. 

  Oh, Imagination! 

I adore thy presence

In my beautiful dream. 

Often we wander in the dreamland

To capture wonderful things. 

     I loved to look at the stars, 

     I loved to look at the moon, 

     In childhood, 

  I created a dreamland in my imagination;

Now, I am trying to put the dreamland

In my pen. 

Close to my heart, 

Stays the dreamland, 

Which I imagined in my childhood. 

As the day turns into night, 

As the night turns into morning, 

As the morning turns into day, 

The vision of this beautiful dream

Captures my heart. 

Like the smell of new books, 

Like the touch of rain drops, 

Like the innocence of sweet kids, 

I open the door of happiness;

When in the mirror, 

I discover my true self. 

  

   I love to dream, 

I love the spirit of wisdom, 

The forlorn words are discovered

In the wings of imagination

To create a beautiful heaven. 

   Like the stars and moon in the sky, 

Like the oceans and rivers on the earth, 

Like the morning sun rays;

I want to give creativity a new touch. 

I would love to be

The worshipper of knowledge

Till my last breath