A scribble on dreams and reality
Let me sleep.
Dream so real, love so sweet;
Kiss so tender, alive underneath;
Beauty beyond measure, smile so real;
Behold your hope and let me sleep;
Reality so brutal, sleep so sweet;
Feelings and emotions, passionate notions;
Stiffening ambitions, craving destinations;
Waking is the option, lest I may choose;
Behold your hope and let me sleep;
Cries for food, fear for shelter;
Rain in winter, summer on fire;
Withering smiles, stench of blood;
Keep you reality and let me sleep;
Zephyr with fragrant, why call it dream;
See my world, in my eyes, reality cares, whom;
Ethereal is the pain, smile is the weather;
Who cares for shouts, just let me sleep;
Peaches are sweet, berries taste good;
Beer brews, bread buttered, belly no bellow;
Who calls it a dream, feel it like real;
Keep your nightmare, for I want to sleep.
Sandeep Bhalla's Blog 
Words “flow” but only in a heart that is comfortable with the “flow” of life. And this poem again illustrates the “flow” that is present in your heart.
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Thanks for I take it as a compliment. But truth is flow, life and heart are not the three different things but one phenomenon.
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Yes, it was a compliment. But I always appreciate your qualifications. I will mull this over today. Thanks again for sharing the poetry.
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Thanks once again. There is one more poetry, on the way. As you said about ‘flow’ words were passing by and I hung on to them for a while and they revealed a long string in poetry.Shall check and post tomorrow.
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Hey, I liked that!
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Thanks. Me too.
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That was nice of you to share. But there is another thing called actuality which is beyond reality. Has that ever touched you?
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LOVELY POST 🙂
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Wrote it a while back.
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