Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Friday 4 August 2023

D.I.M.H

 YOU
PRISTINELY PRESERVED
FROM THE TYRANNY OF TIME
IN THE SANCTUM SANCTORUM
OF A TEMPLE OF THOUGHTS
IN MY NOSTALGIC NECROPOLIS

YOU
APPEAR AFFECTIONATELY
FROM RHAPSODIC RUINS
WHEN I AM DISTRAUGHT
BEYOND DECISIONS AND DESIRE
BETWEEN RIGHTS AND WRONGS

YOU
SMOOTHLY SOOTHING
LIKE A FROZEN DESSERT
IN A SCORCHING DESERT
MY EXCLUSIVE ELUSIVE ELIXIR
FOR THE DISEASE OF REALITY.

Sunday 1 April 2012

Nefarious Nightmare

Staring the monitor without a blink
As I sip small gulps of my drink
I lose track of space and time
Trying hard to find words to rhyme

I close my strained, burning eyes
To imagine something to feel nice
My tired mind soon drifts into sleep
Then a dreaded dream begins to creep

I see myself working in the dream
When the fire alarm begins to scream
All around , I search to find no one
All precious possessions I shun , I run

Fire exit maps - all burnt and charred
My hopes of escape feel so jarred
Intuitively I run towards the staircase
As I trip over the fallen flower vase

I am hurt now - bleeding  in abundance
My bruises singing in all their cadence
Finally I stumble upon a hazy gaze
A way out of the inferno flavored maze

Finally out of fiery lair , I feel free
A sense of achievement and glee
But this joy was just momentary
Shredded by thunder's trajectory

My hurt right leg feels as its amputated
Away from lightnings, slowly I ambulated
A few yards apart, seeing clear serene space
With all my strength, I paced towards the place

There I found the man with the wrench
Trying hard, his teeth and fists clenched
Gloomily he said "Your world is tearing apart"
Hurling the wrench to pierce thorough my heart

He shouted "You are the only one to blame
For you started that world-ending flame.
So I punish you with your death"
Listening to this, I took my last breath



Image courtesy : Robert and Shana ParkeHarrison


Prompted by Poetics: Nightmare Verse at dVerse Poets Pub 
hosted by Stu McPherson

Thursday 19 May 2011

Hot Air Balloon


It is a beautiful, sunny day,
To the strong winds, as the trees sway.


We arrive at this large, open ground,
To go in the air balloons - big and round.


Me and my pals rush towards the balloon
Excited - to start flying high  - very soon


Soon the hot, mighty flames gush, 
So does our adrenaline rush.


Our 'vehicle' takes off the earth's surface,
Like a ballerina jumping with grace.


We soar towards the vast , quiet skies,
All that we hear is our excited , ecstatic cries.


Flying above the forest , flying above the hills,
Guided by the balloon rider's amazing skills.


We fly left and right  , we fly up and down,
Watching some birds staring at us with a frown.


Soon time walks away in long strides,
To end one of our memorable and best rides.


We reach back to the grounds - gratified,
Bird-like-flying wishes satisfied.


As icing on cake, we eat ice cream, 
Thats when I wake up from this sensational dream.


Prompted by Short Story Slam

Photo by: Melissa R. Bickel