Monday, July 11, 2022

Lullaby

In search of root of life,

You came as mother of lights.

Loved to sleep in that shades.

The lullabies sprouted a peaceful,

Tide in the deep-sea.

I could find life in that rhythm.

Amid my dreams, you reminded me,

Dreams are covetousness.

Your expressions penned a few poems,

In your womb, my head inside the core.

I shall wake up tomorrow, once again,

With your morning music.

That’s for another dream journey.

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