Thursday, May 1, 2008


Rating: 3.4
Threw a kite out to the heaven
A gust caught up and up it went
So did I, a thousand feet and seven,
Powerless in wrath of nature lent.

Tossed around like a ragged doll
Pulled and tugged in reverse fashion
Sudden, stale air now cause my fall
From such height the green couldn’ cushion

But fine I am, no bones yet broken
My friend comes pulling me to my feet
Started to pour, our bodies soaken
Scurried without missing a beat

“Over here, to my house” she shouted
Down an open flight of stairs
Into a basement, that was flooded
A slum, a shelter, a zinc-roofed lair.

Next second I’m into a classroom
Familiar faces greeted me.
An empty chair my sharp eyes zoom
Next to a good pal ‘wanted to be

Spoke of words I don’t recall
But heated exchange with one guy
Flung my teddy to the ground with pall
Aye? It’s white not brown…. Why?

But I know it,
I was in control…

2 may 08
I am still baffled. Even after expressing in words I cannot believe it wasn't real... And if i do believe in the meaning of dreams then the prospects aren't good. So it cannot be a dream, ... it musn't!
Tiffanie Lein
Ashraful Musaddeq 19 September 2008
A lovely lucid poem, love it.
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Bob Gibson 16 July 2008
In your dream you soared the sky, then things got unsteady falling swiftly to the ground, for the landing you were not ready the elements were against you, shelter and preservation in the classroom your friend and you, were deep in conversation again your boat was rocked, by a condescending male your teddy bear was white! your right! but that's another tale dreamtime, lovely poem Tiffanie
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