The girl had a dream,
A mundane, commonplace dream.
A dream to jointly build a nest
And live with someone quietly possessed.
Someone, who wouldn't find her faults,
Or show his red eyes, or scold.
With him she would raise children without fright,
Children that she would conceive in great delight,
Who would brighten her home and somber life.
A dream to be a loving mother and caring wife.
She would never be harsh with them,
Not too protective, nor possessive,
She would watch, like birds watch their nestlings,
And bid them goodbye when they take their wings.
Yes, her dream was just this much ordinary,
She wove this dream as a child so solitary,
As she never found peace at her home
Where her parents squabbled so off and on!
Her home was a place forlorn of love,
That made her seek peace, like a dove.
Dhaka
18 March 2015
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This is perhaps the first time you have commented on any of my poems, welcome to my page, @Dipak Adhya! I am inspired by your appreciation of the poem.
Delicate images created by the heart and mind of a young girl when she would be a wife and then a mother and have her own kids to be brought up with care and love. And this would be in sharp contrast to what she has been through all the travails she suffered at her parents home. Thanks for sharing. Someone, who wouldn't find her faults, Or show his red eyes, or scold.
Thanks for bringing out the summary of my poem here, dear poet Rajnish. Much appreciate your thoughtful analysis.
How very touching and sweet, Like cool ocean water, Calming Life's heat. Loved it! 10+
'Like cool ocean water, Calming Life's heat' - oh that's so poetic! Loved your comment, Sandra, and many thanks for that.
Really lovely poem about the effect childhood experience can have. Well done beautifully written
Many thanks for your feedback, @Noreen Carden. Greatly appreciate your thoughtful comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful piece of poetry.Thank you very much.