Shade your eyes no more.
Open. Look. Love.
The breeze through your hair.
Feel it brushing up
Old, rusty, sweet memories.
Lingering tastes of a forgotten joy.
Remind yourself,
It was your dream
And mine.
Hear the beat on loop,
Sigh, but softly, my dear.
Lest you wake up the dormant tears.
Nay, cry if you wish.
Dry out
And I shall dry them too.
The future is now.
The heart is the song.
Of kingdoms under the deep blue.
The voices are heard.
They talk of love.
Bursting through.
Fear not the minds of past.
Fear not the passions of the day.
Or the seasons of the morrow.
Live but in this dream.
For it is your dream.
And mine.
Lifes sublime melody.
Carried over the winds of time.
Lost and found in blinks.
Moments, precious, rare.
Let us discover
The truth in each others eyes.
Can you see the warmth in mine?
It is for you alone.
Wash away the pain of the day.
The future is today.
Let us live.
Let the light fill you.
Look not away, dear.
Let her engulf you.
Take you away from you.
Pure. Free.
Let this dream lead you into mine.
This is your dream.
And mine.
NICE :)
ReplyDeletePalash it's hard to differentiate whose more precious the other person you're speaking of or the dream or perhaps it is the dream to redefine the 'us' that gets left behind.
ReplyDeleteFor me, it reminds me of many people near and dear in my dreams.
I can come back here to read this many times over and I'm not saying this because I ought to but I want to.
I can barely put down a few words together but I try, I've got some posts up on my blog. It can make for a light read :)
PS: I'm not sure if I even understood the intent behind the poetry correctly, do add more.
keep writing... and don't let go of the dream... :)
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