hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

I Dream


In day time I dream
And in night I scream
Get nothing on hand
And unnecessarily land

Thoughts make me wonder
To roam around for Adventure
Head feels heavy in next day morning
Like to sleep in day time with little snoring

It happens with all
When receive disturbing call
What to tell and how to react?
Mind is busy with immediate steps to act

Not all people get put of it easily
As solution is not available readily
Many sleepless nights follow
You are desperate and act slow

You fight daily with novel ideas
Make all attempts with several pleas
Yet get no clue as how to get rid off
But it has now become top priority with job

It is daily struggle and life moves on
Sound sleep is now distinct and gone
You are now seized with burning issues
You have no time to go through it and review

I want to be peaceful with events
But can't offer quietly with comments
I have become camel in this desert journey
Where I scream but can't have honey

If one thinks that life can become easy?
It is nice to feel with picture so rosy
But things are different from reality
It may prove decisive if you come out with sheer ability

I may be gone one day
But life may as it is stay
It is endless and continuous
So its fruits are also obvious

Submitted: Friday, July 27, 2012
Edited: Saturday, July 28, 2012

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