Sunday, June 21, 2009

Dreams let loose :)

The trees swayed with the winds,
cool winds in the hot summer, and a swing moved slowly with no one to play,
it was a deserted afternoon, one with none around,
just lonely , waiting for some one in dismay.

In a house nearby, little Meera cried out,
"mother, let us go out and play,
we'll be playing hide and seek, all of us together,
neena, meethi and little suresh."
"No!" said the mother, with narrowed eyes,
"can't you see how hot it is?
I don't want the sun to harm you all,
getting you unwell in a jiff."

So all the ranting and requests went on like a tide, ready to break on the shore,
but to no avail was it to the mother, who was busy guarding the door.

The piercing light lightened up a bit and in came the initial hours of eve,
the hopeful eyes fell on their mothers face,
pleading to fulfill their wish in glee.
The door was opened to their tiny delight
and a spark of joy caught their eyes,
running they came to the open ground and took a chirpy flight.

The same is true in the case of life,
which waits, snuggled up to its dreams,
and as and when it gets an opening,
it takes a flight in glee,
there in the open grounds of freedom,
it spreads its dreams around,
and then comes a new day, a new scene of life,
dreanched with joy that resounds.


Whirlwind said...

Great poem. Enhances the freedom to dream!!

Joseph Pulikotil said...



The initial scene is spellbinding and you have painted a lovely picture.

The second scene is very practical. Most mothers don't want their children to go out and play in the hot sun.

The third scene is also true. The children go wild with joy when they are let out in the evening to play. They scream, shout, run wildly, laugh loudly with gay abandon, chase each other. There is a huge commotion and noise which only children are capable of.

The conclusion drawn is fantastic. How often we run after our dreams, sometimes our dreams are fulfilled and sometimes we compromise on our dreams, and yet sometimes we reach nowhere near our dreams. But everything starts with dream. If you really look at it even life is a dream.

Remember Martin Luther's famous speech-I HAVE A DREAM and Obama repeated this speech in his inaugural presidential speech.

Well thought out, beautifully written, very inspirational, highly instructive, wonderful presentation.

I take my hat of to you!

Have a beautiful day:)

A New Beginning said...

Thanks Whirlwind and thanks Joseph, your comments are always given with great care filled with quotes and examples, love to read them, they are little posts in their own way.Thanks so much!Have a great week ahead friends:)

Femin Susan said...

This is amazing!! Nice poem....I am so glad to found your blog! Keep up the great posts…..

Mohammed Musthafa said...

wow...sweet poem...loved the way you showed the emotions of the children...their expectation and finally joy...

this poem's a gud example of poems tht dont have a rigid rhyme scheme..but r still amazing to read!

AJai said...

Lovely! :)

A New Beginning said...

Thankd Musthafa, Susan and Ajai, for your warm comments:)

Smitha said...

You have nice space too.

Ayesha Parveen said...

Hi Sana,

Really like the way you have compared the scene with life. What you have said poetically is very true of life...patience is important.

Best wishes :)


Rush said...

i feel like writing a poem now..lovely one :)

prithvi said...

Poetry is not exactly everybody's forte...those who even possess the ability may get lost in expressing their minds. But you have excelled beautifully in putting your thoughts into the post; the incident and its relevance with daily life are intertwined beautifully in the poem.

Margaret Cloud said...

I enjoyed ready your poem, it was well written. I like what Joseph has written about your poem. Thank you for coming by and have a nice weekend.

sujata said...

Thats the happiest and most exuberant poem I have read in quite a while. Great going !!