The eyes open to the morning glow,
only to know it was just a dream..
The whole day passes by,
with bursts of thought..
Oh! it remained a dream...
With no memories to recall of distant love..
I live with thoughts and thoughts repose..
Telling myself it is nothing so real..
and I know I will let it go.
Then off to bed, I slip into the quilt,
close my eyes..and live in a dream.
p.s: this is i guess, my first so-called 'poetic' poem. I am so proud of this one :P