Suddenly I turned around
Found myself far into the dessert
Following me behind
Was just my own shadow
I yelled, I cried
But my voice echoed
Through the wind
Back to my ears
I ran towards
The north, the south
The east and the west side
I found nothing but the silence
That was louder than any noise
Leaving me baffled
Where did things turn?
When did I take such a round?
That time slipped
Through my hands
The moments that were alive once
Are now bear stolen moments?
From me by time
I ran as fast I could
Down the sand dunes
Towards a distant reflection
To touch and feel
My life once again
I’d left somewhere behind
Closer I try to get to it
Further away I find, myself from it
I’m a bit tired
The sand dunes are closing on me
The wind is blowing hard
I’m walking against all odds
To capture back the moments
Those were once part of me
But now are the stolen moments form me
I see familiar faces
Surrounding all of me
I smile and reach to see
To talk, to ask for direction in life
But the moment I speak
No one talks back to me
They suddenly vanish
Leaving a clean slate of dark skies
I then walk towards
The fine line
Where earth meets skies
What seems to be
A long never ending path
To get back to the life
I left behind me
The moments I lost
Or the moments stolen from me?
Now I see a little kid
Crying over a highest hill of sand
The time is moving fast
The warm daylight is diminishing
Bring in the cold night
I’ve nothing to hold onto the warmth
No fire to ignite
No soul to hold on tight
All I have is the lonely night
That’s getting colder by the minute
Even then, I reach for the kid
To try render helping hand
But once again
Closer I try to get
Further away seems that child
And louder becomes the sound
Of the kid’s cries
As if it’s howling that echoes all around
It’s simply deafening to my ears
It breaks my heart to see
The child sitting all alone
And, getting buried
Deeper & deeper into the piles of sand
I try harder and harder
Run faster & faster
Trying to beat the speed of wind
Against the direction of blowing wind
I’m running out of breath
My body is tired
My heart’s beating faster
My mind is confused
My soul is bleeding to death
With little hope to hold on to
The happy memories I’d created
The time is slipping by the minute
I can’t see anything
The wind is blowing harder
The sand is in my eyes
And, everything is blurred
I see a big shadow dragging the small shadow
Perhaps the shadow of the child
Towards a big fort
Behind the closed door.
The wind suddenly stopped
The time is seized
Now I’m on a barren land
In front of the closed door
Where that is child now resides
I opened it
Slowly but surely entering the building
Where I see all the images of me
In the past and the present
And all of my future
As I gaze through the passage of my life
I stumble on the floor
As I try standing back on my feet
I see a helping hand
And the moment I turn to thank
There’s no one I see
The passage is long but straight
And, all I seek is my own reflections
I see me happy
I see me cry
I see the success story
Of my entire life
All the moments I spent
Through out my life so far
Seemed to be coming back to life.
However, there’s one spot
My feet refused to move further
It’s the reflection of the moments
When my happiness was its best
Because I was with my father
The tears rolled down my face
I ran to it
All I heard was sound of laughter
And cherished memories
Were becoming clearer
Once again I see that kid
Who was crying once
Was now laughing hysterically
I reached, it was her
A little girl who was none other, than me
Happy, carefree and innocent
Just living the life to the fullest
I then heard, someone calling my name
Shaking me hard, I suddenly got up
Thank God! It was just a dream
The dream that made me realize
Life goes on, moving ahead
The time paces at the same speed
Creating memories to be cherished
Sure some make you happy and,
Some might make you sad
But, the most importantly
The thing that should
Most importantly we need to remember
Is, that our moments
Are and will always be ours till the end
They will never be stolen moments
Because they are deep rooted
In ours hearts and soul
For now and for ever
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usually I don't like long poems but the flow was good and I made it through.I thought it was both sad and beautiful and I'm glad I read it...a very good write...thanks for sharing
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I'm honored
I'm really honored and touched by your comment. I made you read what generally you wouldn't read and you made it through. Thanks a million (not $$$$
)I'm glad you enjoyed reading it & Love your yoodling applauds. Thanks again.
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Amazing!
Wow! I'm lost for words? This is a really really really really great poem. Long yet very well written. If I was given a week to write a poem as good as yours I would fail! Your poem is quiet moving too. Great job where do you get your brains? Well I'm off to read any of your other poems. Ttyl buh-bye!
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Sweet Lil Lankan! Thanks You So Much!
Sweetie, I'm sure you will excel because I've read your poetry and you have a talent that has a very long path of success just knocking at your door. You are a wonderful writer and I would love to read your work anytime. For now thanks so much for wonderful comment & yahooing applauds. I love it. thanks hun
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i think i had a dream like this but i was swimming, i think you did agret job on this dream and it was easy to picture, i don't know what my dream was so i can't say if this was good or bad, keep it flowing
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Hey My Friend Thanks Again!
Thanks hun again, this was a dream I'd seen and very vividly remembered andnow when I read it to myself I still get chills down my spine & tears in my eyes, for it was on my dad's birthday. Thanks for taking time to read it & be able to relate to it. Thanks again.
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This was very deep and thoughtprovoking. I reread it a few times and I loved it. I think that it could qualify as a mixture of a good and bad dream for sure lol
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Thanks Kari
Thanks for Taking time to reading and then leaving such an encouraging comment. I really appreciate it. Thanks for a lovely rose, one of my favorite flowers Thanks again hun!
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This is so wicked!!!
wow this is really good you did it again another awesomely wicked poem and this one made me realize that i have to move on woth my life i cant dewell on one thing i have to suck it up grow up and make new memories of my life. I miss everything about my father but i know that death happens i cant cry because hes gone its okay to mope for a while but after that you gotta live with the pain find another happiness . You drew me into this dream you made me a part of it and it was amazing it was a totally awesome wicked feeling i acctually saw my dad and thats somebody i needed to see thank great job i love your work keep writing you are a great artist
love to hate
kaka
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Thanks Kaka!
What can I say honey! I'm wickedly wicked who love to get into your head and make you believe my every word...you will be hypnotised and I make you dance and jump to my sound..hehehehehe Thanks again hun for great comment and yahooing applauds. Aren't you just wickedly sweet!
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