One day there was a whispering on air,
that the sun has refused to glitter,
and the darkness
was perpetual
few blamed that the development had it's share
others were talking about depleted ozone-layer
I tried to give heed to the voicelessness
was it the end of world?
I recalled the things I had to do
I had to find a job and start my life
at a nice home with my beautiful wife
& I want my kids to call me papa..
Suddenly, I woke up seething with fear
oh! so it was just a dream
I felt relieved and looked around
though, the sun was still not shining,
it was only a cloud cover
Thank god! my dream was not over
Author notes
This poem is inspired by the painting by Adalardo Nunciato Santiago
Image Link: http://fineartamerica.com/featured/dream-city-adalardo-nunciato-santiago.html
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what a wondeful poem you wrote! the words have great meaning within them! life goes by so fast, if you haven't started already, why are you wasting your time? this was a beautiful piece, i hope you take my advice. keep on writing!
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