Poems of my dreams.
I am trying to remember a small poem which came to
mind last night. I do not remember if I was awake or I
was I dreaming. First thing in the morning I tried to
recollect the poem. I thought I will write it down
before I forget the beautiful poem which came to
me at night. I try to revive my memory but the poem
seems to have vanished. Not a word, a clue. I know it
is there some where in the crevices of mind, some
where deep inside my mind.Meanwhile I wait.I try to
clear mind of the residues of the forgotten dreams and
hope the poem will reappear from somewhere.The
whole morning passes by, and the poem does
not come back to my mind.It seems to have flown far
away like the morning bird in to the thick forest of
my mind.
I don’t know how many such poems are embedded
deep inside my mind which may have appeared
in my dreams and then forgotten in the morning. I
hope they awaken again some day with me and
reappear on the surface my mind like the bright
sunlight of the mornings.
Vishnu Mathur.
November 16, 2015
Mumbai.
