Dr. Yogesh Sharma
My Dream And Me - Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
At a dawn, up, I stirred;
Like a twinkling star,
The earliest issue that I raised
To me, I asked, how you are.
I and my mind, strong-willed;
To enjoy fun and fun;
Because, ignore to work, I decided;
On that day, for me it was none.
Out of my door, coolly I paced:
As a cool and disciplined guy;
A query came to my mind,
Was, where to go and why.
To set out and eat, I decided;
A tasty plum cake, but not fake;
In a crowded mall, with a cold:
And delicious banana shake.
Contented, came back and faced;
Mom at the door, fumed;
Shocked as, in the morning she was friend,
But now like a foe, turned.
Apologetic and sorry, I whispered;
And crossed the threshold to the house,
Yelled like a lamb, scared;
When I saw a big black mouse.
A slap on my back, shattered;
My peace and memory got hindered;
With love, my mom, I realized;
Was little short tempered.
Put out of senses, my mind;
And my teary eyes, just opened;
Looking at here and there, appalled
As if I was dampened.
Shell shocked; with a yawn, up I roused;
And a glow and smile on my face;
Got relaxed and fresh out of a dream:
With God's blessings and grace.
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