Some dreamgirl, whom I could never meet.


THE HELSINKI GIRL.


Some ivy goddess descends from yonder hills,
With rose flowers and birds chanting hymns in the vales,
And all that enchanting phenomena and all that thrills.
Then I know it's my dream girl of the tales.

Go get her my friends,
For joy and beauty in her transcends,
my heart's strings into a musical bay.
And then it's madness, madness all the way.

Raju Swamy




Poetry by Raju Swamy
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Written on 2014-09-19 at 13:06

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I like it! A man who can get passionate with his dream girl has to be a good poet, and you are. I enjoy reading your poems.
~Ashe
2014-09-19