Good dreams are bad friends
Rendering reality more painful than ever
Stung by them
I suffer from my split being
The rebel self;
When words deceive
The silence offers shield to me;
I wonder why
Whenever
To sow the seeds of love
I put the dibble into the soil
The land hits me back by its hardness
It gets dried up-
My hand stops impulsively
But eyes never stop dreaming
What if
The efforts to grow love stay unresponded
Perhaps
The need to soften the soil has grown to double;
How a wish for a gentle rainfall
Makes a mockery of my desires
As the water rushes inside and floods away
The dear belongings of my heart-
The blows of despair
Try in vain
To drive away the clouds of joys
From my hope-skies,
But all is not lost
Since my eyes never stop dreaming!
Since my eyes never stop dreaming - a beautiful line, and a lo ely poem.
'My eyes never stop dreaming.'.. this line being used like a refrain, adds a lot of brightness to the otherwise grey mindscape and gives the poem a pleasant twist towards the end and thoroughly justifies the title! The opening two lines unfold a deep philosophical thought! ! Enjoyed! !
Poor soul must have some dreams to compensate for the harsh realities. Everybody needs that kind of split nature to overcome hard times. Beautiful poem describes the state with clarity and purpose. Thank you.
'All is not lost' Rain cannot stop soaking the soil And the sun rays will clear the frost Heaven will send it's pearly rewards A seedling will grow out of stones Love's labor, sweet dreams will never lost!
Good dreams are bad friends...Rendering reality more painful than ever Suno logo meri aankhen khrido gay...Mujy ik khaab ka tawaan bharna hai..! When words deceive The silence offers shield to me; . Perhaps The need to soften the soil has grown to double; . But all is not lost Since my eyes never stop dreaming! Hope-giving beautiful poem!
amazing poem and your skills. thanks aapi. i think i will always remember. 'Good dreams are bad friend'. And the last line also very touchy. Very nice poem.
All is not lost, because the answer is hidden in your lines itself..... Try in vain To drive away the clouds of joys ... never drive it out. So long that will remain nothing will be lost. very nice, keep well Shazia.
hope keeps us alive... dream is dream.. person can dream anytime... powerful thoughts!
What if The efforts to grow love stay unresponded Perhaps The need to soften the soil has grown to double; How a wish for a gentle rainfall Makes a mockery of my desires As the water rushes inside and floods away The dear belongings of my heart- Amazing lines of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One day the sun will come out and your dreams will come true.