
Is this a dream
Or I am fading
Into a world
On the other side
Rays of a star
Sneaking from behind the trees
As I lay on the grass with
The scent of roses and lilies
Squirrels are dancing
Butterflies are fluttering
On a symphony of a breeze
Flowing from a nearby river
As I flow through this meadow
I try to fix my broken pieces
But this breeze is whispering
Me to let the pieces be free
And flow with the breeze
©2020 Piyush Singh