This is a poem composed 3-4 years back. I was lucky to have it added in my college magazine 'The Rays'. Although I thought of editing the piece at few places now, I cancelled the idea in the second thought; felt like preserving its innocent rawness. So, I'm sharing it here with a hope of similar interpretation. Thank you.
I had been dreaming in a room
I had been wishing for a dream
A dream blessed with lightness.
Days passed and years have gone...
But I'm bar'd in the dark gates.
You a question arise in my mind
About God. The source of all fates.
O suddenly it streaks, the light appears
Which pulsates my wrecked veins
The dark clouds have casted away
Welcoming the bright sunny rains!
My unseeing gaze stares at the light flash
My unseeing eyes look towards the undesired gloom
Your dreams have proved dominance over reality
For dreaming is futile than, staring at my dark room.
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