the dreamer
as the sparrow flies,
she finds it hard to see the stars, enveloped by fog.
but she is a hopeful dreamer,
admiring the world through her rose-colored glasses.
her gentle coo echoes through the emptiness,
a sense of bittersweet melancholy hanging in the air.
she smells the fragrant nighttime breeze and the sweet, gentle blooms below her,
lost in her thoughts.
but dreams are simply illusions, and like all things, they must come to an end.
the sparrow wakes up.
Sophia Kaushik loves to write poetry which speaks to the reader’s emotions and creates a sense of connection with one’s innermost self. She splits her free time between working on her poetry anthology and singing classical opera.