Dream Impressions Poem by Savita Tyagi
Dream Impressions
Dreams, one of the sudden pleasures of the night
Bestowed upon a weary traveler of day hikes.
When the auburn moon sinks
In the crater of ash clouds,
And Silvanus drowses among towering Oaks,
The Morpheus takes me along to venture in its world.
Absolved from the agony and strife of cold earth
The mind embraces the aroma of bright etheric hue.
Here I am with many loved ones.
We land upon places never seen before.
Spend time together in fun and games.
Their joy and laughter brightens the night.
Wandering around, the one image
That I remember distinctly
Is of a small, white horse figurine in a store,
Invoking the mystic imagery of the ancient world.
Is it Pegasus inviting me for a joy ride
Into his mythical world?
Or The Dadhikravan inciting me
Into the unknown journey of the Self?
I have a distinct impression of crossing a dark alley
With bumpy stones and potholes
To reach that beautiful, illuminated place,
So calm and serene, a subtle dwelling, I knew not
Exists, so close beyond my awareness.
To venture and enjoy the world of dreams
To cross over darkness to reach the light,
All one needs is to be in the grace of
The eternal Soul at rest in a mystical, and
Peaceful night, linked to the bright labyrinth
Of mind's exotic caves.
2.4.2020
Thanks Valsa for reading and for your comment. Yes I too encounter lots of problems in commenting. often I can't even finish the comment and the page changes to next poem, making it very hard. I think site is overloaded for most of the time.
The bliss, a beautiful dream gives is unparalleled. We are able to travel to mysterious lands, see people whom we have never met in life and see things of exotic and mysterious charm. What we need is peaceful sleep on a calm night with a relaxed mind. Excellent write Savita....! Great Diction! Top marks! It is strange that I cannot comment on some poems. So I keep going from poem to poem. Do you encounter such a difficulty?
Yeah it's imaginatively written; nice words choice// I enjoyed
in dream comes calling migrant missing selves.....creative piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 4:19:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I have a distinct impression of crossing a dark alley With bumpy stones and potholes To reach that beautiful, illuminated place, So calm and serene, a subtle dwelling, I knew not Exists, so close beyond my awareness.. I am not a dream analyst. Still I maysay that your dreams points to a peaceful life surrounded by loving people....10