when i toss in my bed <br />my own thorns prick me <br />i dream of a soft bed <br />every night i retire <br /> <br />when i see my neighbour <br />in full bloom splashing colors <br />i look forlorn at my thorns <br />dreaming of the day i bloom <br /> <br />when tears drip down my <br />thorny epidermis, i unwittingly <br />raise my arms to wipe them away <br />it's then i dream of soft hands <br /> <br />when around me i see <br />shades offered to the weary <br />i look at my thorny self in shame <br />and dream of a rebirth... <br /> <br />15jan2010 <br />21.45hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cactus-dreams/
