Collaboration #171

Collaboration #171 By Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai of India and Kristy Raines of The United States of America


Sometimes moonlight brings peace
And music of flute illusion in the world
Your fiery eyes reflect like a mirror
With all those scattered dreams
Now you bring only sorrow for me
Your closeness brings tear on my eyes
Now me just unknown soul to you
Spring brings me letters from clouds
Time heals the old painful memories
You’re nothing but impalpable dreams.

©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Monday,06 Nov 2023.

Pain used to fill her.. but now she speaks…


May you spend more time in the moonlight
to heal all of your deeply felt wounds
And may the healing of the flute touch your heart
My fiery eyes are the reflection of love
and not unrealistice dreams
If I bring only tears to your eyes
it was not my doing, but your lost dreams
My love never faultered; Your own thoughts did
The final blow was you walking away
with my heart left battered and cold
Clouds may bring letters, and time heals all
But some things left unattended just die
My dreams contain nothing but good memories
You though, see me as nothing but an impalpable dream.
So now, Farewell is the only thing left to say…

November 06, 2023

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