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 Jun 2020 Gunnika Mehra
Lama
little star around a house
surrounded by silver flowers

nightgown selflessly arouse
to greet moon in the drawer

hey there little lady, will you bow?
I hid pain with thy fierce power

thank the heavens I never drowned
gentle feet obscure sand a slight dour

tears full of stories books could douse
guidance awaits in demolished towers
We converse with complete strangers
To say the things we don't
To our families
Dreaming

We all dream
But don’t always remember
But dreams can be amazing
Or crazy as sin!

I seem to dream
Dreams that I’m in
Of weird and wonderful buildings
I don’t know where to begin!

But the best dream would be
Just floating in a beautiful blue sea
With a golden sandy beach
And a nice warm sun
And a gentle breeze
Just sounds so perfect
This, can I dream please?

Or being with nature
In a forest at night
With fireflies playing
Giving some light!

Dreaming is fun
Even an unpleasant one
Its just like a bedtime story
Great fun or gory!
 Jun 2020 Gunnika Mehra
Jenny
I am a poet's poem
but was never a choice to be taken.
Never be an option. Let them choose you because it is you.

— The End —