Magnificent Dream
A Anjandev Roy
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Last night I dreamt a magnificent dream,
The poets were writing poetry
With great skill and proficiency
And all the people were reading them
With profound energy and enthusiasm.
I was staring at them with deep concentration,
Gradually sorrows and sufferings were retreating from the great realm,
Pure joy and pleasure were pervading its delicate bosom,
What a glorious dream!
It was entirely a poetic domain,
Suddenly I woke up
And saw myself lying in my vacant bed,
But I was not sad and depressed at all,
For I knew my dream would certainly come true,
It was just matter of time,
I had dreamt it with my true and honest soul.
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