Dreams
Sometimes I glide down the hills..
Sometimes I balance on the plane wings..
Sometimes I am at heights…
Sometimes walking alone in dark nights..
Sometimes they make you oversleep..
While Sometimes they run you out of sleep..
How gloomy, enigmatic they are!
Some fresh, some repetition they are!
Dreams! What do they tell us ?
Is there a message for us ?
Or just a fantasy to hook us !
Whatever is it ?
A game of our brain, Or the fear of our mind ?
Oh this quest! My mind undergoes the grill..
With no answers, I think, I should just enjoy the thrill!
Beautifully said!
ReplyDeleteVery cleverly written! You described the mystery and confusion of dreams perfectly.
ReplyDeleteDreams always leave us asking questions.
ReplyDeleteThat was really nicely written, Megha. :)
ReplyDeleteFascinating! Provocative piece...
ReplyDeleteLove the thrill/grill rhyme!
ReplyDeleteyou are superb... totally great with rhyming and the messgae:)
ReplyDeletehey this is good :-)
ReplyDeleteyour most rhyming poem to date...you're getting better. Keep at it.
Thanks :)
ReplyDeletePoetry was never my area, but its good to hear that I am improving in this. Guess I should try to do it frequently.
Thanks for visiting and commenting.
Keep blogging.
sahi aahe
ReplyDeleteyes, enjoy the thrill, because there's just no stopping them from entering our minds
ReplyDeleteThanks.
ReplyDeleteLissa, you are right :)
Should be set to music.
ReplyDeleteI like such dreams..
ReplyDeletea day in a child's life
Thanks PJD and Gautami!!
ReplyDeleteyou are getting better megha :)
ReplyDeleteThanks ani_aset. Your words are really encouraging :)
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