A poem on dreams
Behind the fluttering lids
Emerges a huge show
Of Light and Sound.....
Of cries and smiles.....
Pictures of memories
Of unquenched desires.....
Of burried wishes.........
Painted alive
On an infinite canvass
Timeless though
With the wheels of the
Past, Present & Future
Aligned in harmony
Myriad expressions
Of varied emotions
As a bundled package
Unveils me this bigger truth....
"With every passing dawn and dusk
I wake up in the eternal dreams
Of the cosmic creator
With the hope of "Yet another day",
That keeps me going on and on.."
Emerges a huge show
Of Light and Sound.....
Of cries and smiles.....
Pictures of memories
Of unquenched desires.....
Of burried wishes.........
Painted alive
On an infinite canvass
Timeless though
With the wheels of the
Past, Present & Future
Aligned in harmony
Myriad expressions
Of varied emotions
As a bundled package
Unveils me this bigger truth....
"With every passing dawn and dusk
I wake up in the eternal dreams
Of the cosmic creator
With the hope of "Yet another day",
That keeps me going on and on.."
I really loved this Poem Anu.. We get up to see the day ahead with the hope that we can create something better, the creator has a plan for each one of us..
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Anitha. Your comments mean a lot to me.
ReplyDeletewell written and coined words beautifully .... we always hope for the best to happen in our life
ReplyDeleteYes, true. We always hope the best to happen.
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