Like the yellow sunshine
that creeps the sky ,
erases the darkness
hibernating in the heart .
Like the rain that makes
faces smile, like the snow which let
one rekindle the
joyous memories .
Like the blue vast ocean
which spreads across the continents
like the little pond nearby
which crafts for perfection .
Like the night having the silver
and golden beads ,
like the hair of that elegant
woman in her dreams .
She is the girl having the strongest of the nature
she is the girl having the loudest of the echoes ,
where one shrinks his heart in accordance to be soft
she let it out burst for she is a dreamer .
She is neither a popular lad,
nor a mere going school child
want of popularity ,she is just a
dreamer ,dreaming straight from the heart .
And a summer will come ,when’
her winter memories will vanish
for they are poignant and creepy
for summer would make her feel better.
Like the bud among that rose plant
she is the toy of her success,
for she doesn’t believe in being a bud always
for she dreams of becoming like a blossom .