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Oyster of dream

Lying on the bed, I slid deeply into the a flawless world.


The eyes are closed and the soul is happy.

I exude an angelic smile as the soul traipse in an adventurous hunt.

It’s a perfect world free of ruthlessness and disappointment.

I moved the body to the dance of envy and passion

as I walk my way in the quest of spiritual experience.

I open my eyes as I reluctantly leave a world full of promises and hope.

I curse my luck, reluctant to leave the immensely beautiful world filled with beauty, joy and happiness.

The real world awaits for me as I wage my battle.

How I wish life was an oyster of dream.

Keep your dreams alive.

Happy Week end and lotsa love




Work-in-progress, seeker, and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian!!!

8 thoughts on “Oyster of dream

  1. This is exactly how beautiful dreams are! I hate waking up and realizing that what seemed so wonderful and true fades when sleep ends. Gorgeous, Vishal! And happy Friday to you!

  2. Nicely expressed, Vishal 🙂 We all wish we could continue with the dream a bit longer 🙂 And wish that “life was an oyster of dream.”

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