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Deepti Shakya·June 13, 2022

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A Dream Trip Beyond Reality

written by: Deepti Shakya

I was sleeping peacefully on my bed,
After some time I went on a dream trip.
Ah! What a beautiful sight beyond my imagination,
I was happy and surprised to see this astonishing sight.

Beautiful blue sky and countless twinkling silvery stars,
Cottony soft white clouds and very bright beautiful moon.
It felt like I had got wonderful wings,
And I was flying in this beautiful heaven.

Oh! What a serene, amazing and soulful journey it is?
Suddenly amidst the clouds I saw an open heavenly door.
Was it the door of the heavenly palace?
In which all fairies and angels live?

When I got closer to that door,
I saw many golden butterflies flying there.
I saw magical flowers, and trees laden with bright fruits,
I was so excited to enter and see the inside.

Suddenly someone called my name and I lost my sleep,
Now I was back from my dream trip.
Maybe the Angels wanted,
Let no one know the secret of the cosmic paradise.

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Deepti Shakya hails from Uttar Pradesh, India. She started writing poetry in 2021. She is a co-author of 14 international English Anthologies and 3 national anthologies in Hindi. Her poems have been published in many international magazines. She has received several accolades from various prestigious international literary platforms. She was chosen for Rabindranath Tagore Memorial Literary Honour 2022 by Motivational Strips jointly with Department of Culture, Government of Seychelles and its journal SIPAY. Institución Cultural Colombiana Casa Poética, Magia y Plumas has conferred An Honorary Doctorate (DOCTOR HONORIS CAUSA EN LITERATURA LATINOAMERICANA) in the field of English Literature to Deepti Shakya for her contribution through Poetry on 25 May, 2022. She is also fond of painting, cooking, flowers - making, knitting and crocheting.

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