Sunday, July 24, 2022

A dream!

I was expecting things to change.

The gloomy weather will pass eventually.

As a positive sign, to make way for the sunshine; 

Things only went worse. 

The weather quickly turned into a storm.

Destroying the dream 

that I got for someone I care about;

I realize this isn't the end, and life must continue.

Perhaps, like the cycle of the seasons.

The consumer may change his mind.

And get out of the trance 

before it turns life into the trash.


Bill said...

A beautifully written poem, Jeevan.

Tom said...

...dreams can transport you to special places.

carol l mckenna said...

This is a wonderful poem ~ well composed and enlightening.

Looking to the moment and finding the good,Xo

A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)

George said...

A very thoughtful poem.

Nancy Chan said...

You write good poems. Weather is unpredictable.

kestrel said...

Yes, a glooming period will always be replaced with sunshine and brighter moments. Glad to know you are a positive being and moving forward. Tomorrow is always a better day.

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