Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Daisies Of A Dream~

Pic from google***


Some nights, the moon beckons
and I walk the silky streams
the rippling mind refracts, reflects.
 Serenity whispers…
 Waves in the subconscious, oscillate
dribble a spell of charm around me
Chronicles glide by…
     ..laughing, quarreling, singing, crying
I wander with them like a light-headed child
Sidewalks surge in waves-
Milky way of daisies-so unseen in a crowd
Insistently, stretches my hand out,
I try to pluck one…
“STOP!”- the word as cold as ice 
              …drops into our midst.
I wake up out of my invulnerable sleep-
         stay in bed till the trauma recedes
and try to tussle over the bare trinkets
     left by sleep;
only shards settle on my lashes

ah, dreams are no easy haul!!



26 comments:

  1. Befoer the STOP signal, I was flowing in your beautifully crafted dream and then suddenly a break...

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    1. ooops....that's exactly what happened, Vandana! :D Thanks so much for reading...

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  2. You have really expressed well the often disquieting waves that so many times pass through our sleep; and often though we want to grasp one or another (Milkyway Way of daisies) we never seem to find the way. Ha, you said dreams are 'no easy haul.' I am glad I seldom dream. Smiles.

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    1. Your appreciation is always cherished, Mary. Oh, thankfully, I too seldom dream. But, recalling a dream isn't easy for me...From faaar away, it’s OK, but up close, it’s a big old mess.!! Smiles.
      Extremely pleased to have you here, Mary!.... :))))Thank you!

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  3. I like how you used waves to describe the sub-conscious.. that was really innovative and adds to the charming poem :D
    Lots of love
    xoxo

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    1. I wish I had words to convey my pleasure at seeing you here. Your comment is most cherished... :))

      Hugzz Saana!

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  4. you also took us into your dreamy world..."Chronicles glide by…/ ..laughing, quarreling, singing, crying" a film as it were...love the expression "silky streams"..."Stop" is really the shattering reality...beautifully woven, as always Panchali di :)

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    1. That was a delightful comment, Sumana...! Thank you for your words of praise... I am happy you liked the piece... :))

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  5. The way this poem begins draws the reader in wondrously........then the tenor changes as the dream does.....so well done, Panchali.

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  6. "Waves in the subconscious" and yet, "dreams are no easy haul!!" WOW!!! Desire for the sensual and also fear of that sensuality--or is it fear of desire? Where does the "Stop" come from to turn possibilities into trauma and wakefulness? Yet this poem leaves me with more images of pleasure than trauma! I know the subject will continue to feel.

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  7. Love that last line, especially. :) So true.

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  8. Oh yes, shards of sleep on my lashes too! Well, maybe it would be more accurate to say boulders rather than shards...

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  9. Panchali,

    I felt that I was in the midst of that dream, which you recount so well. All the emotions which can send us into a mid-sleep panic. I'm pleased to waken up sometimes and realise that the worst had not actually happened...Disturbing, but you have captured the whole event magnificently!

    Hope you stay safe,
    Eileen

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  10. It is so strange how often a lovely dream becomes a nightmare. I wonder why our brains do that to us?

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  11. Chronicles glide by... that's excellent imagery.

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  12. Thank you Panchali for this lovely dream sequence...I shall try to balance 'Hunger' with it...that was too much!

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  13. A lovely interpretation of the prompt!

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  14. Ah, we set our limitations...even in the dreams...well penned :)

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  15. You've captured what a dream can really be - first serenity then a nightmare - a true wave of unknowns. I agree with Humbird, this is very well penned.!

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  16. No, some dreams can be as challenging as being awake..oh for sweet daisies and soft moons

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  17. A mesmerising piece, as always. I really envy, your style of writing. Beautiful, Panchalidi!

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  18. Wow, the ideas invoked will definitely effect my writing for a couple of days.

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  19. This is such an evocative poem, filled with elusive truth. You write beautifully. ❤

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  20. I hate waking midstream in a dream. Your wonderful fantasy is fantastic - uggh put aside the stop sign of awakening :)

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  21. A very interesting twist. I was truly flowing in the nice flow till I myself found rudely awakened :) It's so hard to go back to the same dream..isnt it ?

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