I dreamt that she sat by my head, tenderly ruffling my hair with
her fingers, playing the melody of her touch. I looked at her face
and struggled with my tears, till the agony of unspoken words burst
my sleep like a bubble.
I sat up and saw the glow of the Milky Way above my window,
like a world of silence on fire, and I wondered if at this moment
she had a dream that rhymed with mine.
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Sweet Derams
this is a sweet dream , a love dream, I think its original version is in Bangali Language.the last line of the above piece is a bit confusing,"I wondered if at this moment
she had a dream that rhymed with mine."
The term Rhymed here used but I dont know what he actualy wated to say?
well, Tagore is a great poet and Noble literate so it is not always easy to understand him fully.
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