Friday, November 11, 2011

My dream: The blue door

I saw a dream last night, and wondered all through the day – what does my dream truly mean? Finally, I decided to write my dream as a poem. In fact, dreams are just like poems, full of oxymora, metaphors and alliterations.

Hope you like it.

The blue door
3am in the morning
Finally I go to sleep
So many thoughts revolve in my head
So many, that it’s hard to keep

I finally cross a river
Before the gush could rise
I do it holding your hand
Even with my closed eyes
I reach the safe place
Behind the blue door
The flood starts to rise
As the skies start to pour

It’s gusty, submerged
the world now seems
A safe place this door
How longer would it be?
As you and me resist the surge
Try to keep the blue door closed
We manage to bolt the urge
But such strong brook, would it hold?

Scores of time passes
I’m still clutching the door
The storm has now passed
But did I let you go
I look around, you, I couldn’t see
Slipped through my fingers? How could it be?
I run the streets, still soaking the rain
And in my heart, I feel this throbbing pain

The picture brightens, I see the sun
What fell apart has been undone
The sky’s now clear, so are our paths
Why not, I wonder, such from the start
And I see you smiling, walking towards me
I feel your touch, your scent in the breeze
The love in the eyes as I see
I kiss your lips; put my heart at ease

My eyes open, I wonder what I had seen
In my thoughts I realize, you had been
And more than ever, I miss our past times, realize
My dream has no meaning, just this rhyme


  1. Do comment, what do the different metaphors mean to you.. :)

  2. Hello.
    Visiting from The Poetry Pantry.

    I liked the imagery & flow of this.
    The loss & yearning for your loved one is palpable.
    Thanks for sharing.

    Imaginary Dreams

  3. Someone once told me that each part of our dream represents us, some aspect of us. Makes it interesting, doesn't it. Nicely transcribed.

  4. Exactly what I was told growing up.

    The door could be an opportunity you don't want to take, to be with your partner whose hand you held crossing the river..

    The yearning, the love.. beautiful poem

  5. @Andy

    Thankyou for the kind words. Loved reading your work

  6. @Yousei Interesting yes, and that's exactly what I was trying to do, give meaning to the dream. Thank you for the nice comment.

  7. @Anja Thank you.. :)

    The door could also be suppressing the "flood" of emotions.. to keep them together :)

  8. different meaning to people with different emotions going on.. then really well written :)

  9. Loved it Shobhit. Keep them coming



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