Prompt: Bleeding-dream

You said it today,
With your sweet voice and tight hug.
Beaming with joy and your pride.
With a gleeful expression
I stood there in wonder.
Feeling blessed and content.

Is it real or another of those dreams?
My stupid mind doubted.
This had happened many times,
in those silent nights
in those beautiful dreams.

I touched my chest,
I looked for the string,
the thin golden thread
which always connected us
in our dream.

I was afraid and sad now,
the string vanishes into dust
whenever you move away.
Would you turn around and move on now?
Anxious I was.

Your eyes pierced into mine
You nodded, assured me.
It is happening dear.
It is not our dream,
This is for real, she whispered.

Written for a lovely prompt : When my dreams bleed into reality. 

Arigato 🙂

[ My attempts at poetry are like a little boy’s attempt of weaving together words with affections and dreams. :P]

Dream Good, Evil or your way.

Dream, my dear, Dream
Dream away into a distant land

Lay down your shield, keep the sword away
The bed is comfy, so is the sofa
Yawn wide, before your lazy recess
Close your lids, calm your heart
Dissolve into your world of wonder
Look at the galaxy, the stars, the moon…
…the waving road, the brave battle…
…the passion, the lust, the power, the gloom
Don’t go back so soon
Stay a bit longer with me
In this dreaminess tranquility.
Don’t you find it pretty?

Dream, my dear, Dream
Dream away into a distant land

Don’t lower your guard, pull up your sword
The battle is still going, so you are
Open your eyes to your dreams
Play them again & again, it is your requiem
Grab the flag, fight your fears
Find your way, so i am here
…cry, laugh, smile, shout…
…frown, glare, be proud or gay
It is time to stay alive and awake
bridge the gap between tomorrow, today

Dream, my dear, Dream
Dream away into a distant land

Only I hear these two lines so clear
There are whispers also that I bear
Can’t say which I do listen
Is it an Angel or a Devil in the day
Perhaps it is not a quarrel
Good on one, Evil on other 
Rather it is my Soul’s bay 
The only voice which is near
Is to Dream, Dream my way.

Dream, my dear, Dream
Dream away into a distant land

Each day I lay around in bed doing nothing with closed eyes. It looks like a wasted day. I want to be awake & do my studies, along side my other activities. I think it is Evil to waste my time like this. I have to stay awake & keep on moving – letting the angel watch over me. However, the restlessness which stays inside me – hints me that may be it is what my body needs right now. It is never a waste to refresh & re-energize with a good lazy sleep.

This post was part of Dungeon Prompts, by Sreejit Poole. The prompt was:  Good, Evil and the Rules that You Live By.
hope you like it. & get it.

Arigato 🙂

Daily Prompt: Procrastination

G: Aah! something you are so familiar with, something which you relish in, something which has become a close part of your life.
M: No, No, No – I have never done it. I am always in flux, doing something all the time.

G : Ha-Ha!! (hysterical laugh) You can lie to yourself but you can’t lie to me. You can not rationalize your acts of dullness, your acts of nothingness.
M: I never rationalize my acts. I do what I do & I don’t think about it. Like see right now – I am writing this blog post.

G: Actually, you are not writing this post. I am doing it. You were only trying it for 3 days. Finding other stuff to do so that you can get away with it. And let’s see what you did before I accepted to help you out on this. You were sleeping, pretending to read, sleeping, reading & again sleeping. What a big liar & a hypocrite are you!
M: I was not thinking while sleeping. I was having ideas to mull on. Dreaming lets your imagination wander around the impossibilities. It’s a hard & tedious mental exercise.

G: And its done while sleeping. So there is no loss of energy.Right. *Huh*
M: Exactly! Isn’t it energy conserving. Am I not smart.(winks) 🙂

G: You dimwit,fickle-minded,indecisive, morose & a pathetic irresponsible being. I will teach you discipline. Now get up, open the prompt & start writing.
M: No can’t Do, Boss. I need to imagine something colorful & gorgeous in my dreams.  I am going back to bed. Moreover, you are just a puny part of me, you can’t make me do things.

G: Oh really! we’ll see about that. Or should I say – you will see.
(Goes to bed, keeps changing positions, closes his eyes, tries to start a fantasy in his mind, couldn’t carry on)
M: You are such an irritating little piece of shit. Let me sleep. Will you? I don’t want to see all that blood & gore stuff.
*No replies*
(Attempts again to sleep. Unsuccessful again – doesn’t leaves it there. Tries hard to sleep. Finally, he starts dreaming beautiful designs – filled with ideas)

M: Wow! I had such an awesome dream. I have to write it down. Where have I kept my pad & pen??
G: (whispers) Laptop is open. Click on the browser.
M: Aha! yes, that will be better. I will put it in my blog. Thanks Boss.
G: (And he thinks it’s all his doing. Such a foolish kid. He learns fast. He will come into the line soon) 😀 😀
M: See, And you say I was procrastinating. You petty piece of mental being.

Arigato 🙂

Am I a…

I wrote a line on my status yesterday – ” Humans are Fish & they fly above the clouds “.
You can take/derive what ever you want from the above line. For me, its one of my fantasist imagination which comes to me often or sort of regularly.
Below is something what I came up with, while thinking about that state.

 Above the clouds the celestial ocean lies
 In the blissful light, the soul flies
 Looking up at the Earth , smiling with the eyes
 Trying to pull me into the waters
 To share the rays eternal
 I turn him down, lock myself up
 Afraid of the shining, which may burn me away
 to the Ashes of non-existence & nothingness
 Again & again raising the question:
 A piece of Flesh with a soulful heart, Am I?
 Or a Phoenix that will again rise.

Arigato. 🙂