I wake up, vowing to live
mornings with missing eyelashes
knowing, I dream a lot
with dreams, I wish whatnot
if a lash lands on your palm; the chances,
forget not to blow it off
knowing, it is coming from me
a dandelion leaf of the magic foreseen
blown into the stardust of universe, and
song of connecting strings
we hold
unknowingly
It was already an hour into the new year and I could not hit the bed just then. My mind runs on a a poetic engine and a poem was so necessary to fuel it up into next gear.
Here is a poem to a year full of dreams and wishes to come true. Happy New Year pals!
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Every day is new and may you do something new each day. Make every moment count.
Lots of love and gratitude for your continuous support!
Hope you like the poem! ❤
©Written Frames, 2019