Dreams, not the Dreams Only
Would I be able to stand before you?
You are living in my world
Reading your eyes I proceed to hug
The doves on the branch I see now and then
I think of the birds’ life
So loving and caring for each other
Like the Hercules I start my journey
And build a castle of love on our ground
Everyday our hearts visit the heaven
When the eyes are closed
We engage ourselves like the doves in the garden
Our dreams are not the dreams only
When heaven opens the doors to sustain.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
25 October, 2024