where there's a creation, there's a muse.
Loved it! One of the poignant things I've read in recent times.
Dreaming I beleive ... dreaming of the beautiful world which maybe she does no see when she gets up..
oh he must be a charismatic wizard... or may be she is the sleeping beauty.again open-ended!but for thing - i like the feeling of being watched (by someone important (ahem)) when i am asleep :D
i donno what to make of it... i got a meaning... that he's positive, but she she will never be his... or another was that she's dead... or that she is thinking about saying him yes or no... enlighten this idiot will you please :)take care and keep writing...........
hmm... i don't know... but i found it ordinary compared to ur other poems...
yah...i m feeling sleepy after reading this... :P
Let me call n wake her up!
@ All:Thanks for reading. I actually read this poem in a different light with every other comment. Marvelling interpretation of some. That's called the pleasure of being read. :)
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