Night spawns
A thousand thoughts
Each paired
With a million dreams
In every eyes
Behind crimson curtains
In the last
Thousand one
And tonight..
A thousand thoughts
Each paired
With a million dreams
In every eyes
Behind crimson curtains
In the last
Thousand one
And tonight..
Just dreams
Yes, just dreams
A travesty
Staged a million times,
Of it, as we speak
In Neverland
We are, you said
While its no more
Than the Atlantis.
Yes, just dreams
A travesty
Staged a million times,
Of it, as we speak
In Neverland
We are, you said
While its no more
Than the Atlantis.
White lies, white dreams
A malady
And nothing more
Am tired chasing it,
Aren’t you?
Someday
We wake up to realize
Or worst
Pass out in sleep...
A malady
And nothing more
Am tired chasing it,
Aren’t you?
Someday
We wake up to realize
Or worst
Pass out in sleep...
16 comments:
beautiful but depressing :( why? why?
The realisation of futility is very empowering, numbing at times. It is depressing in the sense that noone is ever there who can be with us over us while we wade our way thru life. It's us. Brutal enough. Us.
Well written. I like how this flows from one thought to another.
Wonderful imagery! I liked the twists that my thoughts had to take as they perused your poem. :-)
Cheers
Dan
Lo thanks, jus a nightmare nothing else
Manish Right man, you said it.
.:A:. thanks man
DG Yes simplicity is under my skin :)
Sushmit Yea man, 'twas inevitable
Dan thanks much :)
hey brilliant. had not even read it till you posted on my blog saying my verse seems like a reply to your last post. it does share a uncanny similarity at some level of conciousness. glad to read you as always...
Juhi Thanks so much. Yes it does..hmmm
wonder if it's as facile
to let go of those dreams
ones that we've held fondly to,
as the water drops hang on to
clouds
till sated beyond delivery...
:)
Athena You ask me a question, enmeshed with an answer Athena..its not easy to let go of those dreams, but as time goes by..it remains jus a dream.. I ran out of sleep, out of dreams..fortunately not out of hope..but felt atleast once i need to be hostile to these dreams and 'these' thoughts. I hate myself for writing something so dark and gray..more often..but then where else can this be let out..not another birth ;)
Pass out in sleep... - the best possible end of life.
I dream of death in a dream,
while dreaming, never to getup
stay there.
btw - good word works
Hey nice poem...
One of my fav lines is from the song...Am a dreamer...Dream My life away!....:-)
J.a.H Thanks so much for dropping by and the short haiku..
Ekta Thanks a ton :). My fav line from a song is "Nothing else matters.."..does have anything in this context but i like the song anyway heheh ;-)
beautiful...but u know wot?...no matter how many dreams r shattered and how heartbroken we are,we never really stop dreaming...we start seeing dreams anew all the time...dreams myt hurt us,break our hearts but everything else comes to an end but dreams...Dreams Last Forever..
that was...toooooo goooood...
Very well! I feel I get absolutely what you wanted to say.. you were very right about the parallelisms. Glad to find someone with thoughts so similar.
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