POCKET FULL OF DREAMS

I close my eyes n I see your face there

I open them n still see u here

Life seems to be beautiful pain

But Have I gone insane

'Coz you are with me only in my brain...

Is this a hallucination?

Where I can’t tell fantasy from reality?

So wonder struck am I with your imagination,

That my peace of mind has become a rarity!

But who says that life is an empty dream?

When I have a pocket full of dreams!

But now I snap back to reality

And I certainly don’t like the insecurity...

So I choose to seclude myself in my dream

Yes,, I would choose my dream

Coz who says life is but an empty dream

When I have a pocket full of dreams!

 POEM BY:   HARSHITA BAGUR

                      2ND SEMESTER, BCom.