I had a dream short <br />yester night; <br />I saw in that <br />some thing of mine; <br />my life, <br />full of craze; <br />those sights, <br />them I gaze <br />were they of mine? <br /> <br />A cross junction <br />of love and hate; <br />from there a lane <br />leads to resting place; <br />the pavement there, <br />a heap of mud near <br />a plant over there, <br />that, my desire, <br />I had planted <br />along with you joint... <br /> <br /> <br />Underneath, <br />it was dry; there <br />I saw your mind <br />unwilling to water; <br />soil unsaturated <br />thirst not satiated, <br />expectations <br />high of mine <br />seen crumbled <br />out fallen <br />the desire plant <br />shedding dry leaves; <br />tear drops <br />water less! <br /> <br />My short dream thus...<br /><br />Kesav Venkat Easwaran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dream-of-reality/
