Whenever I think of you,
Sweet Smell of Jasmine comes to my mind.
I feel so satisfied so contended,
I feel the happiness of another kind.
It takes me to a world where no one is sad,
Everybody is happy and they get what they always wanted to have.
But as I wake up from my dreams,
I see what the truth is.
You are still the pretty flower I adore,
But you are not the flower that I own.
Authored and shared by - Aditya Shrotriya
Sweet Smell of Jasmine comes to my mind.
I feel so satisfied so contended,
I feel the happiness of another kind.
It takes me to a world where no one is sad,
Everybody is happy and they get what they always wanted to have.
But as I wake up from my dreams,
I see what the truth is.
You are still the pretty flower I adore,
But you are not the flower that I own.
Authored and shared by - Aditya Shrotriya
1 comment:
Hi Aditya,
We see quite a budding talent in you, your poem is imaginative and lively.
We will definitely like to see more of you.
Regards,
PoemTreasure Team
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