The Dream Catcher Poem by Savita Tyagi

The Dream Catcher

Rating: 4.7


I do not know if I have words to describe
Where my dreams took me last night
Saw an stop over in a journey continuous
Some getting ready for a night's rest
Others still jubilant beaming with jest

I stepped out of the inn pulled by the
Irresistible charm of that unknown place
It was like stepping into medley of earth
Green valley and rolling meadows
Spread out as far as eyes could see

Mazes of dirt track umber and taciturn
Dotting the slops and foveal design
Immense and endless was the landscape
I stood there mesmerized drinking with eyes
Calm and tranquil nature spread wide

Luminous burnt sienna was the sky
Scattered upon it were cotton soft clouds
I looked up and saw the heavenly sight
Of a butterfly among clouds in slow round flight
Quick it changed into a bird of wonder to eyes

Before I could comprehend the phenomena
The bird metamorphosed majestically
Into a horse with flying wings
The beauty and wonder of changing shapes
Left me amazed and wide eyed

I called out my companions and felt
Their shadows of whispered delight
The magical view didn't last long
Heavenly though it was
Disappeared in a blink

In the darkness of room
A drowsy consciousness
Surfaced out of the dream state
I closed my eyes to linger a while
On the edges of subconscious

To stay aground it's mysterious aisle
There resides a part of me veiled
The dream catcher who so graciously
Takes me to a journey of unknown
Through murky waters of existence.

Friday, September 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Dreams
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 01 October 2014

Luminous burnt sienna was the sky Scattered upon it were cotton soft clouds Scene painted by the artist who resides deep inside. Dreams give the power to paint nature and capture the scene. Beautiful poem. Thank you.

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Ramesh Rai 21 September 2014

Dream is a unique phenomenon of our life. Dreams can not be accepted but can not be ignored. It is tough to catch. If we can catch the dreams it shall be realistic part of our life.

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Akhtar Jawad 20 September 2014

Nice imagery, lovely poem.

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Tribhawan Kaul 20 September 2014

Our subconscious plays tricks with us while we sleep. The poem present one such episode allowing the poet to create lovely imagery. Beautiful and enjoyed reading. Rated 8

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