Two travellers had travelled a long way,
They became weary and exhausted,
At night they took shelter in an inn,
They lay in the same bed
And dreamt different dreams in their sleepy realm.
One traveller dreamt an evil dream,
Fear and anxiety thoroughly grabbed his mind;
Another wayfarer dreamt a very pleasant dream,
He slept with great ease and comfort at night.
In the morning they woke up with different feelings,
And expressed to each other about their dissimilar dreams
In the previous night,
Dream itself smiled aside,
As it knew how to cast its separate spells on different men.
It's an elegant piece of poetry dear Anjandev! My pleasure revisiting it
This wonderful work is one of your best poems....I find a great joy in reading this excellent piece of work time and again! To MyPoemList
Dreams influence so much of our waking consciouness but very little control we have over our dreams. beautifully written and edpressed. Thank you for sharing, also thank you for visiting my page and commenting on my poem.
'Dream itself smiled aside, As it knew how to cast its separate spells on different men.'....very much amusing.....thought provoking as well....top score
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fabulous poem about the difference of what is going on in two peoples' minds during their dreams despite how close they are in bed. Great way to understand the difference of all people and what is going on in their minds and how poetry starts to bring us together, taking over the dream world with at least similar words. But how different all our dreams must be despite. Thank you for sharing! Excellent poetry!