Into the dreamland

by | Jan 29, 2020 | Poetry | 12 comments

Lilian is hosting Tuesday Poetics at dVerse. She has asked us to write a poem that takes us inside a dream? It can be your dream or someone else’s dream. Are you sleeping in a bed during this dream? Sitting on a train dozing? Leaning up against a tree staring at the clouds? Does your dream take you beneath the seas? Into the clouds? Or maybe you’re on a stage flooded with the smoke of dry ice? Is your dream triggered by a scent? By a song? By a photo you came across? Let your imagination drift and take us with you into a dream!

Here’s a a sneak peek into my dreamland 🙂

 

Clouds- greyish black to pristine white,

I walk through them-

Barefooted

A silken white gown shaping my curves

 

 

I slowly tread on dewdrops

Afraid of taking their breath away,

Tiptoeing,

To avoid waking up the sleeping stars

 

 

A rainbow is what I desire-

A palette of colours

I want some hues,

To sprinkle on the canvas of my prosaic life

 

 

Snow stairs allure

Enticing to a transcendent valley

Adorned with flora of all shades

I’m captivated by their spell

 

 

Orchids, tulips, carnations-

Smiling; infusing vigor

Unraveling the mysteries of life

Offering their colour, their fragrance, their splendour

 

 

I sit by the lake,

Gaping at the beauty

Flowing water enthusing my senses

Cold breeze tantalising my reflection

 

 

A life away from life

A dream away from reality

A world away from world

An eternal divine bliss

 

 

Orchids, tulips, carnations-

I smell as I turn on my bed

My feet are cold-

Dewdrops or snow, I wonder

 

 

A dream, was it?

I smile as I look out of window

A gush of cool wind caresses my tresses

A new dawn awaits!

 

©Vandana Bhasin

 

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12 Comments

  1. lillian

    Great quotation at the end. And I love being taken into this dream world with you! It is indeed a beautiful one. I most especially LOVE the second stanza! So glad you posted to the prompt!

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  2. Frank Hubeny

    Nice lines: “I slowly tread on dewdrops

    Afraid of taking their breath away,”

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    • Feelings and Freedom

      Thanks Frank. Dew drops are so sensitive that the words came so naturally 🙂

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  3. boundlessblessingsblog

    Captivating poetry, Vandana and the picture was so beautiful. Do go and see my poetry on Capturing Beauty too.

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  4. Gina

    Beautiful! This illustrated your artistic persona with breathtaking imagery.

    Reply

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