From My Book Of Dreams

Wednesday, March 16, 2011 by B.H.
I have seen,
The nights being showered with the scent -
Of when the lady-of-the-night blooms,
And when the desires become fragrant,
Under indigo skies and salmon clouds -
And in azure eventides...
Pressed summer damask roses,
In the notebooks of the wishful thinkers...
I have felt
Summers' winds blazing away -
The eye sockets of elderly souls...
I have seen,
The lush energy of rippling of -
The very first ripe strawberry...
And strawberry geranium hiding -
The patches of soil in the backyard...
I have seen,
The emptiness and sunshine -
My guests - on the same day...
Aircrafts spewing hazy stallions-shaped clouds,
In the month of March...
And thorny bushes bruising the bosoms -
Of freshly arrived lovebirds...
And paintings of dreamt up fantasies...
I have seen,
People searching for truth, innocence -
And even God - in mortals...
I have seen and wondered,
And wondered some more...
On ivory sand deserted beaches,
In the violet-coloured Mornings...
And while treading carelessly -
Over the scattered daisies...
And yes, I have seen,
Withered daisies, barren lands...
And people watering them -
With tears...
I have seen,
People ageing in moments,
First, soulless manikins,
And then forehead wrinkles, hollow bones,
And twitching eyelids till the end...
I have felt,
The crimson-yellow feeling -
Of deaths of humans...
And of missing the better days -
In the best days...
I think, I have seen -
You in my dreams...

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

And I think I have seen a tumblr blog being not in its place.

B.H. said...

Yes, you're quite observant.

Anonymous said...

*glares*

And may I know the reason? Is it good to keep your fans away from your daybook?

B.H. said...

I wonder who you are. And here! http://my-timecapsule.tumblr.com/

Tazeen said...

I like reading and re-reading and re-reading your poetry again. It's like a slow, trance-like change of nature's scenes in my mind. By the time I am done reading the whole poem, I go back to the beginning and start again. Like rewinding your favourite scene in a movie and never getting bored of it. :)

B.H. said...

Thank you so much Tazeen for such praiseful words. *grins*

Anonymous said...

Aww aww. . . Saarang got an anon fan =P :D ;) *clears throat*
Btw this is one of the best-est of your poems :D Saving it and will impress people by professing that I wrote this! *EVIL GRIN* :E
Lol, kidding =p

B.H. said...

*laughs* I have no clue! =D
And thank you Xehra, you know, you're too kind to say that and hey! You can really tell people that you wrote it but that's on your own risk, alright? =D

Ph_ said...

You've got some hidden fans all right :P
Cool :P =D
About the poem like Xehra said, the best-est of your poems =)

Anonymous said...

When people think they are smart. Pfft!

B.H. said...

@Phunparah! *laughs* Hidden fans you say? That's funny. And Thank you so much! =D

@Anon. *glares* I know who you are alright! =D

Dreamer said...

Aw this is too beautiful for me to explain.......... L.O.V.E.L.Y. I am impressed!

http://fantasyfront.blogspot.com/

B.H. said...

I'm glad. Thank you Khadeeja. =)

Anonymous said...

it looks like a scene which has got such nyc words

B.H. said...

Thank you. =)

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