The Lost Utopia

A visual poetry, I must say.

She dreamt of sunshine,

And a realm of perfect bubble!

And rested her head!
Cascaded the river of thoughts,
And her tears joined ahead!
She is not lost!
Even though this misery rains...
And this hope she have!
Keeps her alive again...

And as this night creeps in-
She fold her lashes-
And wraps a dream!
A dream of that hope...
Still persists somewhere!
Rivulets of thoughts cascade-

The trail of tears-

Cascades-

Down in the darkness-
She sleeps with a hope!
Of a wonderful dawn...
Of an utopia-
That never exist...

Author's Note

Sometime thoughts need shape! A brush or a pencil to get sketched...
These are some of thoughts as sketches and poem-hence-followed

Reviews

[Mayank]

I liked the concept, there are times when I look out of window and write. The words are touching and lucid.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thank you for the inspiration.

[Dayran]

A rose bush that needs trimming in order to grow again. But switching it for the cactus produces a flower we seldom see in life.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Wonderful. A poem in itself.

[Leslie Philibert]

Great combination of words and graphics...

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Hridayaninadini *Smiles*

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the artwork and the thoughts/hope in the poetry. I held the old dream of a Utopia never brought to life here in the USA in the sixties. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Always inspired.

[Coyote Poetry]

You inspire me dear Poet.