Saturday, September 6, 2008

DREAMS

I was up late last night
Let me sleep.
There is a little left of the night
Let the sun rise.

There are unfinished dreams
They are somewhere on the road.
Let me sleep a little more
Let me sow them dreams once more.

The dreams that are happy
The dreams that are sad
The dreams that are angry
All the dreams I ever had

Where there was no one but me
My sweet haven, It was
The one thing that was mine.
Lightning, clouds, rains, sun,
They were my slaves.
There were gardens, slides,
And puppets. There were,
Kites tore through the winds,
With the kites I flew,
Where sky was the brightest blue,
Birds on it, I drew.

I dont have those dreams no more.
My sleep is blank. I try,
I fail. I try again, fail again.
I cry in the nights, waiting,
For a glimpse of a dream touch me,
For the magic to rekindle,
I am scared I lost them forever,
My sleep is blank, I try.

I want to have those dreams again.
I want to live them dreams again.
I want to fly with the kites,
I want to draw the birds in the sky.
Help me, get my dreams back.

I was up late last night
Let me sleep.
There is a little left of the night
Let the sun rise.

There are unfinished dreams
They are somewhere on the road.
Let me sleep a little more
Let me sow them dreams once more.


Acknowledgment: Jack(once more), and Gulzar(thanks for the magic).

2 comments:

me_manuj said...
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LGB said...

❤️

Lesson for the week

My autobiography would have all that takes to be a bestseller. But with my face on the cover, no one would buy it.