DREAM STREET

The road that I walk on
Smiles at me
Asks me
If I feel tired

The red Rose that I hold
Smiles at me
Asks me, if I am sure
I'll be able to hand it over to you

The dreams that open
My sleepy eyes
Smiles at me.. asks me
To tell the road and the rose
That as dreams continues
The road shall shrink
And the rose in my hand
will touch you
and I shall find you in my arms

smiling at me
telling me
I'm with you always
On your dream street

~Mukul~

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