My Dream & My Destiny...

Dreams don’t exist…they never do. But they form a firm base to conjure what exists!

Smiling, I sleep at night

‘Cause I want to go to the dream

Where I could see from a height

That shining radiant beam!

It falls on the earth like a ray

On the place that everyone sought!

And I wish that one day

I could just walk into that spot!

In dreams, I visit the spot-light

Quite often I feel the bliss

It gives the feeling of might!

And the smile, that I never miss

It feels like the perfect land

When I would stand so tall

And with the mic in my hand

I would speak in front of the hall...

And as I speak, the world will heed

With a big round of applause!

It’s at this moment, when I really need

A remote, to make it pause...

Alas! I feel the pain deep

Just to see who I really am

I wake up from my sleep

To find it is just a sham.

The part of waking up;

This is what I fear a lot...

Day begins with a tea-cup

So this is just what I got...

Dreams beckon to me all time

Yet I find the happiness lost

I feel like acting in a mime

Still crying at my own cost!

Where will this time lead me?

God knows the future in store

I don’t know what I’m going to be

Yet it interests me even more!

They say a dream is your own tool –

That gives you a confidence spree

So I wonder if I am just a fool

‘Cause my dream does nothing for me...

Still, strange as it may seem...

That in spite of my painful sight!

I dream, I dream, I dream...

I dream all day and night!

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I have a dream!

And I am all into it. I am going through it every second, every moment of life. At times, I am so much into it that I don’t know who I am, and where I am. At times, when I am out of it, life seems to be so ugly and so irrational. At times when I am closer to it, I start to feel the Godliness inside me; while at times when I am away from it…I see the clumsiness and gloom around…

Who am “I”?

“I” is me? Yes!

“I” is you? May be!

“I” is for all of us! We all have dreams. We all have aspirations. Every moment, every second of our lives, we keep thinking what we are going to do in the times to come… And this is when we realise that there is something deep inside us, something (or someone) who wants to see us better than we are today. And as long as that is, rest assured, we are going to live happily.

But what happens when we start to dream big, and bigger? May be there comes a time when we are afraid of the fact that we might not get there. This feeling made me write the poem above.




Think about it friends....

Yours forever,
Palkesh Asawa