The Dream World

Appears and Disappears

In the mid of scroching heat
Painting with colors of rainbow shades
Seeing colorful flowers all around
Experiencing fragrance of red roses.

Walking slowly in cool breeze
Thinking of canopies spreading all around
Taking a piece of yummy cake
Sitting alone and eating it

Unless the world of sorrow, creeps in!
knitting threads of sufferings
The colorful world blesses
Until the heat waves touches the soul.
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Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

A moment in time where you seem to be so peaceful by yourself, one can reflect on peacefulness, take in pleasant surroundings, have a bite to eat; but when the world is in turmoil, sorrow sets in....and we suffer, because "the heat wave touches the soul".....a good metaphor and a lovely write.
Warmly, B

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

you're very welcome!!
Warmly, B

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow great write, its one who is with spirit yes everything is beautiful but second is life but last is the answer of what we have inside. Thank you for sharing your work, good read.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous imagery. Powerful work.

[Arundass TP]

Thànk you friend

[Simbles]

eloquent. look forward to what your future works hold for us all :)

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Ana Papaya]

Some lovely metaphors. Enjoyed.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Stu. T.H.]

Though the blessing of peace is momentary, its beauty lives in the eternal memories we hold. Thank you for sharing your work, author Arundass TP, nice imagery.

[Arundass TP]

Thànk you friend