Dream with music....

                        Dream With Music.......

                              By

                          Bakhtawar Wasi





Standing on the threshold of dreams,

I wonder, without you what my life would mean

A lifeless soul separated by class?

Or  the shattered pieces of broken glass?



As I close my eyes and go off to sleep,

You sneak into my dreams and have a peek

Startled I wake up from those dreams

Smile; yes I do, but never scream



Close my eyes and shut my mind

For love they say is always blind

So blind can it get in the heart’s self

To fall in live with an imaginary elf!



For no ordinary my dream elf is to be

For he staked his life to render us free

You see the elves are ancient creatures of art

With whom, whoever beheld has lost their hearts!



Their olive skin and pine, cherry scent,

Their enchanting voices have a musky blend

Their voices send you in a trance, while tough, fast horses are on a prance

Those raven black eyes, with their captivating glow

Are as light and lithe as the wind that blows

That easiness of character, those jokes on the tanner 

That wise, appealing playful manner

Is what makes you my feller

Heart; for there is where I’ve locked you in a deep vast cellar!