Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Timeless Images

Day-14 OctPoWriMo-2015




I stood on the bridge
Thinking of a time
A time seeped in memories.

And then…
An image emerged from the shadows
An image from the past life
Questioning,  prodding
About all those dreams
Which were a dreamer’s treasures.

There was a knight in shining armor
Full of chivalrous airs
Sweeping her off her feet
Taking her to an altar
Laden with stars in her eyes
A dream of blissful charms…

And now…
The image changes its shape
Showcasing the myriad hues 
Of a dreamer's journey
In the lines of its face.

The dreams have touched
Too many people in its fold
They have become miles stones.
Mile stones of understanding
Growing and maturing a hundred times
Taking life and its blessings in its stride.

Reminding, that yesterdays
And tomorrows dreams connect
 A thin thread of hope and faith
 In the realm of present.

16 comments:

  1. Love this part :
    There was a knight in shining armor
    Full of chivalrous airs
    Sweeping her of her feet
    Taking her to an altar
    Laden with stars in her eyes
    A dream of blissful charms…

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  2. a lovely read ... uplifting and realistic at the same time ... I liked the fairy verse in the middle of the poem very much ... there was a typo however .... it should read sweeping her off her feet ... Bastet

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    1. I am glad that your liked the poem, Bastet :) And thank you for pointing out that typo..Edited :)

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  3. Wow! So beautiful and enchanting. I love how the form transforms--not replaced just shifts.

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  4. Hope and faith keep us going, great write.

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  5. I've known some of those dreams. Some I know won't come true for me. I translate those into my writing.
    This is a beautiful poem! You've done a fine job.

    Thank you for visiting me at poetryofthenetherworld.blogspot.com

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    1. Dreamers can only dream :) Thank you for the appreciation :)

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