DREAM TIME -II
As loved ones with time pass out into
nothingness,
Memories fade into a dream-like existence!
As time snowballs, that thin divide, -
Between appearance and reality dissolves or
hides!
And our days become a waking dream,
When we sleep to wake and wake to sleep!
No speeches are heard, only echoes resound,
No real-time images, only reflections abound!
Sweet fragrance and haunting melodies,
Keep knocking on our heart door in our
dreams!
Yet the best of things in our life, -
Are not always heard or seen;
They may be seen with our minds eye,
During our heart-felt moments and in our
dreams!
- Raj Nandy
New Delhi
14 Aug o8
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
realitiy is hard dreams float... in search of real unable to find.. forgive me not in a position to believe.......somewhere it is lost.....good work from your pen..10