Dreams a mystery!

How do the dreams come?

For what do they come?

Are they illusion?

Are dreams created by conscious mind,

to see the scenes that one likes?

Are dreams created by unconscious mind?

Are all the dreams good?

No, it couldn’t be!

Some may be beautiful

Some may be intriguing

Some may be nightmares

Are dreams mere imaginations,

 or mere fortunetellers of future?

Is there anyone who had never seen a dream?

No, there couldn’t be one!

Are dreams re-creatable?

Some dreams repeat itself in mind,

just like a haunting spirit.

The very thought about it generates fears or anxiety

Are dreams angels of heaven?

Does god send them to make everyone glad?

Are dreams devils of the hell,

sent to frighten and intimidate everyone?

Are dreams the jewels of mind?

Are dreams misguiding avenues,

 that takes one through unexplored paths?

Are dreams the craziness of mind,

to thrill itself with fun?

Why do dreams look like dramatic sequence?

Why do dreams make mind happy?

Are dreams for forgetting all the sadness?

Who sees the dream most?

Those who thinks a lot,

Or those who are too optimistic,

Or those who sleeps a lot, I wonder!

Do all the dreams come true in life?

Some does become true

Do dreams take one to the previous life?

How does one see the dead person on dreams?

Why does one talk to the self while dreaming?

Some may be living as if in life while dreaming

Are the dreams the movies directed by the mind?

Science of dreams answers everything

Yet it remains a mystery!

This is one of my old poems. Image courtesy : Thanks to shafferfineart

Miles To Go To Say Goodbye

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Miles To Go To Say Goodbye


Life moves on, as ever

The faces of people change

Whom I meet, talk to, befriend

Hundreds came and went

Leaving good memories forever

Without a trace to see again

But it's part of life

A few remains for long

Sharing good and bad times

But there are times;

When there is no life left,

In the beautiful friendship

Even though how good it has been!

Words and deeds can turn it,

into nothing more than trash.

Even though the heart doesn’t want,

To end the relationship.

Issues are too hot to handle

Efforts to revive it go in vain.

Hopes of getting back the warmth,

Fades just like an evening sun.

There comes the thought of

Saying good-bye.

But a goodbye can’t take away

The feelings inside the heart!

It will remain there forever.

So maybe an unrelenting wait,

Or an unfettering effort to forget,

Whichever may be the path 
walk through it slowly 

As even if a full-stop is drawn
It doesn't mark the end of memories 

So there are miles to go

To say goodbye!

I wrote this poem some years back. It's not a goodbye. It's rather miles away from saying goodbye.

Image courtesy: Thanks to  ianrapture

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