Dreams
I know you so well
That often amidst you
I forget myself.
When as reality
Failure approaches
You make me climb
to a success peak.
I am with you
So often
That devoid of you
My day’s incomplete.
As came a people
Troubling my peace
In my heart
You stayed, to please.
I gave you
So much
That I regret
It’s memory.
When realization came
The mist you created
Drove its away
To a barren land
Where helpless I lay
returning from you.
I hate you
Now---
You squeezed me off
My self-respect.
No efforts I raised
No life I’d make
In your midst
I lost myself.
सपने सचमुच बहलाते हैं , फुसलाते हैं और भटकाते भी हैं । बहुत ही सुन्दर कविता ।
ReplyDeleteसादर धन्यवाद ! आभार.
DeleteLet the dreams be a source of inspiration & the mist would dissolve.
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