In My Dreams…

Blurred memories come back to me,
Take me back, to where I want to be,
To my old home, beneath the hills,
The river, meandering past my window sill.

It takes me back, to days of yore,
When I lazed away the summer leisure,
Lying in the shade of an old tree,
Watching the birds frolic around merrily.

Just feeling the breeze, through my hair,
Nature, at its best, nothing to prepare,
A friendly face, would soon appear,
From its burrow, wondering who is near.

The robin calling from its nest above,
A song, more than others, that I love,
Butterflies, and my garden’s flowers,
Greeting each other, like old lovers.

When the day is over, the sun has set,
The night sky beauty, I can’t forget,
The stars, playing with the crescent moon,
Crickets, offering me, their vibrant tune.

I wake up, to the sound of traffic near,
The calm night, has now disappeared,
Haggling vendors, from the market close by,
Streaming sunlight, through the buildings high.

I have the day, to while away,
Just the crowded streets, for me to play,
I wait for night, as endless a wait it seems,
For the world that I love, a world in my dreams.
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*in my dreams by c-ip(deviantart)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

49 thoughts on “In My Dreams…”

  1. awesome vinay!! what a smooth flow of words πŸ™‚ a friendly face wud soon appearfrom its burrow wondering who is nearloved these lines πŸ™‚

  3. i loved the flow, awesome.. you have really improved in last couple of months.. since i am not regular here, i can very well see the difference πŸ™‚

  4. “what is life if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare.” -Walter De La Mare (Poem:Silver)your poem brought these lines to my memory,i had long forgotten them.

  7. I loved the flow, awesome..Wow, you have a great poetic heart! Keep it coming! Good job dear!Welcome to my blog…….

  11. I wake up, to the sound of traffic near,The calm night, has now disappeared,Haggling vendors, from the market close by,Streaming sunlight, through the buildings high.Beautiful lines Leo. They vividly portray the chaos after the lull. Good allegory to explain the situation at hand. Really liked the poem for it’s wisdom and understanding..

  14. That was really a smooth flow of words. :)And oye oye..I was just pulling your leg on Orkut..kaha itta serious ho gaye !

  15. Hi Vinay, You too dream..and get lost in memories..?? if not poets — who is to…:))Lovely poem, Vinay :)liked it, much…wishes, devika

  23. arv, hope u get there!! just close ur eyes and u will be there!! πŸ™‚ :)happy sunday to u too, when it comes!! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  28. have i told u that ur amazing? n that i LOVE wht u write? n that m totally jealous of ur wordsmithy? abso-fucking-lutely brilliant vinay πŸ˜€

  33. love d way ur imagination works n d way u use ur words…d rhymes so beautifully fittin…d description so mesmerisingly depicted…brilliant man!!!

  40. I’ve seen nice poets here in blogger. Well, certainly you are one among the best that I’ve seen so far. Good one. :)’N thanks for dropping by my blogAneesh

  44. lovely poem, vinay.so sad that the world we dream exists only in dreams.there is nothing more beautiful than “nature” and ur poem beautifully expressd it.

  48. i’m learning…learning to be positive…:):)lovely lovely lovely…i love the good feeling your poems give me..sometime i think i should stop writing these reviews because they are such understatements!!!!!!!

  49. understatements or overstatements… they are meaning lot to me vozzie…!! :)so dont think of stopping…!! glad u love my poems!! πŸ™‚

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