Treasure Island

Praveen Baid

(24th april 1983 / Cossimbazar)

My Dream


It was a long time ago,
I have almost forgotten my dream,
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun,
My dream
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly, between me and my dream,
Rose until it touched the sky,
The wall
Shadow,
I am black,
I lie down in the shadow, no longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me only the thick wall,
Only the shadow,
My hands,
My dark hands,
Break through the walls
Find my dream,
Help me to shatter the darkness,
To smash the night,
To break the shadow,
Into the thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams

Submitted: Monday, January 05, 2009
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