It Was A Beautiful Dream Poem by Umasree Raghunath

It was a beautiful dream
A dream of being a perfect wife
It was a soothing life
With the cream of a caring man
Evil eyes caste its spell
Pushing me to tear well
Ignoring my emotions
And my passions of all seasons
I have live with all reasons
Away and always apart
From the man of my heart
Emerged within me an unknown pain
All my efforts are gone to regain
I lost my thoughts and dreams
Focus, vision and endurances
All I had was a beautiful tie
Which I believed would never bye
There was an unconditional love
And more certainly unsaid promise
Believed that it would live long
Till I attain my eternal bliss
I never asked this man for anything
But he had been doing everything
Suddenly one day he disappeared
From my home, my life in a weird morning
He took away with him all my sunlight
It never dawned ever after in might
I went mad and behaved strange
That boiled my relationship never to tame
I bowed in front of him in shame
He bulged over me in all rage
That was the beginning to an end
I lost my dearest man being my friend
Hundred times, I begged him for his love
He showed hundred other reasons to ignore
I cried beyond myself in real pain
I struggled every night till I got drained
Thought thousand times what I am facing
Is the struggle worth in making
Could not take a decision ever
For never I expected anything in this
All I got is his passion that made it
Possible to run my errands true too
Suddenly I had to take decisions on my own
After he started to ignore and disown
Withered me like a wings broken bird
In midst of a turbulent sky
Asked God, why me, and why
Have not heard answers to my prayers
All I was left behind was in deep tears
It was he who made the best in my life
It was he who made me feel like a wife
Suddenly I don't find him anymore
He is just right there in front of me
But behaving and reacting like a stranger
I have never felt in life about this danger
I decided to end my life
If not I am not going to be his wife
Suddenly a flash of light with the bygones
Of the fears of the child who was orphaned young
Should I put my child under such a state
I took back my thought not able to rest at
Slowly but surely realized it was only a dream
A dream of being in the life best cream
He is still there in my life
Holding me tight like a new little wife
I closed my eyes in that thought
And felt him there with me throughout
He may never come back to me
Not would live with me again as I see
But his memories and his pouring love
That he shed on me with endless rage
Will let me live for hundred years in craze
Of this man who made my life beautiful
He may not hold my hand ever again
But I have not left his life any time
He may not cuddle me in his bosom
But I would cling every night on him
He may not talk to me with a open heart
But I now know to love him a lot and a lot
For this love for eternal and real
For this life with him was true and always new! ! !