Neela Nath Das


My Dream, My Pet - Poem by Neela Nath Das

It lies and sleeps with me
and wakes me up, in the morning.
It sweeps my gloomy sky and
mops the soot of mind's every corner.
It cleans,
the chimney of my kitchen
where I cook my thought..
When the whirling dances
around me setting me on its
light wings it takes, takes me
away from the pangs of
my dull days' diary!
Getting embittered,
I try to drink Hemlock.
it snatches away the tumbler
and sings lullaby
to push me in deep sleep.
Again it walks gently
on my sleeping eye lids...
I enter into the domain
of fairy tales
by holding its hands.
It is my pet,
whom I have been rearing up
since my childhood days.
It is my Dream!


Comments about My Dream, My Pet by Neela Nath Das

  • Gold Star - 6,920 Points Sekharan Pookkat (1/22/2015 6:42:00 PM)

    remembering and recalling
    the dreams we knitted in our youth
    And the paths we traveled
    Comes as a lullaby in our old age (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (12/15/2014 8:54:00 PM)

    Dream is the biggest mystery on this earth-a dream land lovely poem (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 22,834 Points * Sunprincess * (10/22/2013 8:35:00 AM)

    I wish we could remember all of our dreams... it is a mystery :) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 18,458 Points Ramesh Rai (10/18/2013 11:35:00 AM)

    dreams are really pet n its end is with death. nicely penned with your beatiful ink of emtions of your soul. xlent of xlents. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,450 Points Ken E Hall (9/12/2013 3:12:00 AM)

    A beaut original saying with its own way of dreaming really telling us without dreams we have nothing, thanks for the read...regards (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 31,074 Points Valsa George (9/9/2013 12:58:00 AM)

    This indeed is a lovely write!
    It cleans,
    the chimney of my kitchen
    where I cook my thought.......... Love these lines much! ! Yes, dreams are our unseen companions that make our world sunny! (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,266 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (9/8/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    dream, a pet, that never leaves our side. lovely poem, Neela. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,295 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (9/8/2013 9:59:00 AM)

    One must be asleep to sleep, but one has not to be asleep to dream. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013


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