A Dream Too Long.

I once dreamt a dream too long,
Sometimes I still find myself lost,
A dream too real, too vivid, too strong,
And I still find myself stumbling around.

I once dreamt a dream so long,
I found melodies floating around,
Down with the current they flowed,
Leaving little flecks of silver and gold,
A picture so magical, it could only be conjured
By the most reckless of all my fantasies;
I’ve been asleep for way too long,
The break of dawn never came my way.

I once dreamt a dream too long,
I found gardens unheard of, unseen,
Of flower petal pages that fell apart,
The moon glowed dim a beautiful blue,
In all the hues of my heartache too,
Drenched in the cold moonlight, no warmth;
Eyelids trying to flutter awake,
But the dream kept going on and on.

I’ve been living a dream for too long,
Looking for a door, for a way out,
But the doors keep taking me further in,
And I keep drifting further away, no way back;
Lured into these woods so far away,
I wonder if I’ll ever find a way back home—
I once dreamt a dream long enough
I built a house there and I called it home.

~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.

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I’m trying this new thing called taking it easy and not worrying too much about finding new things to write everyday because I feel like it’s all I’ve been doing for a long time now. I’m trying to take it slow and not rush back into my normal writing schedule. My posts will be a tad irregular for a while, even if I write every single day. We’ll see how this little break goes for me.
See you on the other side,
The Shubhster.

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