The heart
The ignorant and wayward heart
always loves the poetic creations of love
-The love
The unavailable and imaginable love.
The mind
The assertive yet befogged mind
always loves the dreams of heart -The dreams
The intoxicated and beautiful dreams.
But
My friend,
The river is different when you swim
The horizon is farther when you reach.
Imaginations don't meet the dreams.
The sadness is imperishable
The happiness is just the temporary cessation.
All you have to is walk and walk
Walk and walk not knowing where to stop.
©niraj2022 @Mangalsen,Achham
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