Dream Or Reality: You Took Me By Surprise Poem by Seema Jayaraman

Dream Or Reality: You Took Me By Surprise

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You took me by surprise
Yet again
When you stormed my dream
Last night
The lid on my subconscious
Was blown
Like a dam bursting vertically
Surrendering
To the will of the burgeoning lake
The waters inundated
My barren mind
And surprise with the first splash
Of raging thoughts
The ecstasy that took hold
Sprang reams of verses
Most anyway lost
With the fierce incoming flow
Wave after wave
We pirouetted on the stage
In unison to the tune of our merged soul
Was it your will that breached
My minds defences
Was it my long denied yearnings
That I saw your name
And built up a storm within
I don't know
All I know was the movie played
And it was as real as it could be
Cause I felt the abrasive skin
of your chin upon my palms
the recalcitrant crinkling of your eyes
And the irascible grin
Spilling your eyes
I was in it and so we're you
As I watched enthralled
Seated in the front row
The climax is lost
I was too engrossed
Living it out in my dreams with you
They say destiny can't distinguish
Between reality and dreams
Call it parallel universes, quantum mechanics
Or some unpronounceable theory of the living conscious
I was blissfully happy
To spend that time last night
With you
It is a matter of time
When inverted
Reality played out in the subconscious
Is flicked from our dreams
into the reality we tread
Tell me did you share this dream
At the same time
Where you in as much
As I thought you were
And do you remember the details
As vividly
To help me fill the blanks
When euphoria replaced remembrance
All I remember as I awakened
Clutching your outstretched arms
A feeling of fulfillment
An assurance our togetherness
Does live
Somewhere deep in our hearts and minds
- -
Seema Kj
18 July 2019

Thursday, July 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and dreams
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Me Poet Yeps Poet 18 July 2019

THIS ne is lovely poetry will be read morely surely if you could only parafy it you are a great published poet I am only waking a friendly guy old and growing cold times doldrums now ready to garbage me remember o poet you are great world needs more like ye I am being boxed to be preserved below 6 feet soonly

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Seema Jayaraman 19 July 2019

Thank you so much... glad you liked these musings of mine

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K V Venkataramana 18 July 2019

Powerful poem with rich imagery Keep writing such poems.

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Seema Jayaraman 19 July 2019

Thank you so much.. happy you liked this poem of mine and most welcome to read and comment on my other postings

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