Dream.

She had a dream of him not by her side.

It seemed so real it felt so surreal.

 

The illusive dream, the never ending one,

She tossed and turned, for no one to cry on.

 

It was the other day, for he looked away.

The silence grew steady, it was momentarily deafening.

 

They were distant, that’s how this felt so normal.

But when they did interact, the world seemed so intact.

 

She grew up with music, music that he listened too.

She inherited the gift of art, the art of being so smart.

 

They had antithetical thoughts, far from close they say.

Not many understood, sometimes difficult to comprehend.

 

Sometimes she felt the hatred and anger, sometimes she overlooked the pain.

Sometimes she dusted it off, sometimes that’s all she could do.

 

But when it hit, like a storm on a sunny day.

It uprooted her world and blew it away.

 

You couldn’t tell it though, for you never saw a tear.

It formed this wall, that couldn’t be brought down.

 

But when you’d hammer this wall, so easily would it fall.

At that time, piecing it back wouldn’t be an option afterall.

 

But in that dream, he was not by her side.

The way it felt, will be too hard to forget.

 

We all are flawed, blemished as they say.

But deep down there is hope, hope that one day we will see the light.

 

The light will be that of the sun, beaming through the skies.

That warmth will heal, the sad gloomy day.

 

For all the hearts can’t tell him, how much she cared for him.

They turn from black to white, just to tell him that.

 

She said,

I know you carry a candle, just so you can see.

The pretty flowers are not worthy, for what beholds in front of me.

You share what I feel, a deep sense of pride.

Pride that I will one day, someday see you shine.

I hope you don’t run out on me, just like in the dream.

For then it will be too late to say, I wish I never had that dream

 

-J

 

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18 thoughts on “Dream.

  1. The poem is short but carries a lot of meaning if scrutinized properly.

    Such a profound way of writing. Love the beginning part of it( She had a dream of him not by her side ) and the end part of the poem just made it look real again (
    For then it will be too late to say, I wish I never had that dream)

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      1. Thank you! I appreciate your thoughtful response.

        Such an awesome way of replying someone. Thanks. Again
        As always your posts are incredible and I enjoying reading every word down till the last line. I must say that you are probably one of the excellent bloggers on WordPress that write inspired
        Writing/post

        Also, I just posted:

        THE FATE OF A WOMEN-THE FOUR BROKEN MIRRORS (TALES)

        Would love to know your views. Love to see your contributions on it. I’m always excited for your comment. 🙂

        You are welcome

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