dream, fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

In a Dream

Sand Castle at the Beach

 

I once had a dream
I was lost in an Island familiar to me
I remembered the trees
I remember the ocean and waves
Even the smell of air
made me nostalgic
I saw marks on the sand
small hand prints all over the beach
the castles now burned in the sun
some washed away
I laid down and wondered
why can’t I remember this place
till I fell asleep.

I woke up in an Office with work pending
and saw a tab in the left corner
A poem half written till I dozed off
Now I remember the hand prints were prompts
and the castles were half written poems
But why no Castle Stood on the beach
Because the wave wouldn’t let it
It’s never meant to stay
for new castles to come
the old has to go
forever and ever.

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fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

We are

We are Bright
Sometimes than a galaxy
if one looks inside

We are not made for making paintings for home
We are not made for writing poetry for loved ones
We are not made for singing for a boring audience
We are not made for evading deaths on a motorcycle
We are not made for fantasies of night

We are the sun and moon
of a planet lost in universe
Look Up the mirror
If you don’t find a disgusted face
every morning
then you sleep till the beating of heart stops
or awakens you.

 

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Imagine, Life, lost, Love, Poems, Poetry

Can you Listen?

In the drops of rain
and the wind that blows
in the bees humming around you
can you listen ?

In the tears of a kid
and a dog that moans
in the pigeons that fly
can you listen?

In the heart that beats
and whispers of the night
in the dreams that were murdered
can you listen?

In the life that goes
and the life that is left
in the time that remains
can you listen?

In the voice unheard
and the voice rejected
in the regrets if not listening
can you listen?

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Desire, fiction and poetry, Life, light, lost, Love, Poems, poetry, Stories, Uncategorized

The End

We all deserve an end
End from Travesty
End from Unknowings
End from unchased dreams
End from failures
End from crowds
End from the false mirrors
And finally end from ourselves
to the bright light
which does not judge
just embraces with open arms.

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Articles, attempt, fiction and poetry, fiction&writing, Imagine, Life, lost, Love, Poems, Poetry, Uncategorized

Snow Man

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I have tried to find myself
sometimes in the mirror
or the lake
but failed every time

I met a stranger whenever
I tried.
One who is weak
Lost and Misled
but then came the winter
and thus snow

I came out and saw the heavenly whiteness
all around
I took a handful of it
formed balls and tread marks
and finally a snowman

staring at him for long
I felt like crying
I destroyed him and so did myself.

now there is no snowman outside
or inside
just remains the thin ice on the lake
which is going to make the world drown
if give a fucking chance.

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