The girl in my dream…

She was also an idiot,

A little lovely and a little humorous,

She had also a little proud on her beauty,

She was a little beautifully and a little shy,

Whenever I used to see her,

She used to bend her eyelids,

She started to smile and become a little shy,

She touched me with the heart,

I thought by all forgetting,

To be lost in her arms,

I thought to kiss her and to find her,

But, where does the dream come true,

Just it is limited to sleep,

When I rose everything was blank,

Neither she was there nor her feelings,

Neither I saw in her eyes nor the love begin,

Neither I got a chance to huck her nor her friendship,

Now the dream was broken and the heart also,

So now what is left to say.

                                    ~ ANKIT VERMA