Tag: dreams

VERSE | WHAT DREAMS MAY COME

On By Mahvash K. M.In hope, poetry, truth, verse, womenwriters, writing3 Comments 
I had a dream last night
You were in it
Fuzzy, unclear 
But the hook was there
That had plucked you from somewhere 
Inside my head or maybe
From some deserted place in my heart
It wasn’t an act
Of which I was aware
I had no say
In the furtive way
You appeared around me again
Even if you were phantasmic, chimerical 
In that time, you were real
A swaying, decaying bridge coupling
The physical and the figmental

It left a bitter aftertaste
In my mouth when I awoke
I brushed my teeth
With renewed vitality
(My dentist would be happy at least)
I spent the day going over the locks
I had put around certain memories
These escapes 
Even in my dreams
Made me restless, agitated me
When I was awake
Tonight I will have my dose
Of vitamins and minerals 
(They promise all sorts of well-being)
So that when I dream
The bolted doors inside of me 
Keep holding their integrity   
                                                      
But even if they lose their might
Releasing spectres of the night 
I know that in my waking hours 
In dissecting and determining
The cryptic whys and wherefores
Of night-garish visages
Invading, distressing me
These dreams, these unbidden images 
Have already lost their sting 
They have shed their whipping wings
To fly at me when I’m asleep
Through all of my monster-proofing
And so deep down inside 
Something tells me that tonight
I will dream of other things.
Image: Trish Wade

VERSE | MOON SONG

On By Mahvash K. M.In Joy, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writingLeave a comment 
The full moon slips into my room 
With her gentle spotlight 
I transform into a diva that has
Cozied up for the night 

The moonlight glimmers on my skin 
Soft and translucent 
I become a mermaid in her cove 
Glistening after a swim 

The moon also teases her way
Where angels fear to tread 
She’s not afraid of my dark spaces 
That lie grey and heavy as lead 

The silver shimmer of the waxing moon 
Conjures my quickening wings 
I fly to where the eagles dare 
Where fairies laugh and sing 

The lady glows and off she goes  
Leaving starlight in her wake 
She moves towards another heart 
For to gently gleam awake 

The moon tonight has shared her light 
And lit up visions and dreams 
I watch her glide off silently 
From lids now heavy with sleep.

VERSE | NIGHTFALL

On By Mahvash K. M.In poetry, serenity, womenwriters, writingLeave a comment 
Twilight descends upon the world 
All is bathed in a pale golden shimmer
The cacophony of daytime 
Has softened to a gentle murmur

Soon the leaves begin to whisper 
In the branches of the trees
They nod their heads in time 
To the playing of the breeze 

A serendipitous cloudburst 
Falls softly on the grass
Before she mists our eyes with sleep
Earth cavorts in one last dance 

Birds and beasts have disappeared 
Under the velvety cloak of night 
They all settle down to sleep 
In the twinkle of her star light 

The night time creatures stir awake 
There’s a chirring in the air
A low hoot, the flap of wings 
The darkening world is now theirs 

As eventide wraps her arms around
Our earth of blue and green
I too lie in the hollow of her hands
And wait for restful dreams

VERSE | THE SWEET SPELL OF PAIN

On By Mahvash K. M.In poetry, serenity, verse, writing2 Comments 
Barefoot I walk onto the path 
I don’t know where it leads
I’m propelled, compelled forward 
By the sensation in my feet

Onwards they take me further and further 
There’s an airiness in my heart 
I step lightly, sprightly forward 
Along that glittering path 

I look around me as I walk on 
Nature is everywhere 
A butterfly flits close to my toes 
I want to stop right there 

But onwards I walk, I skip, I leap 
My feet have a mind of their own 
They’re taking me down the scenic route 
So on and on I roam 

My face now wears a little smile 
My atoms are swaying too 
And my feet they keep the rhythm
Glide one-two, one-two.  

A melancholy melody almost a moan 
Comes wafting in on the breeze 
I close my eyes, feel its ebb and rise 
As I stroll in the bower of trees 

There’s something else that I can feel
Hiding in the shrubs nearby 
Heavy, leaden, bruised and raw
It’s getting closer all the time 

As I walk with eyes closed my eyelids fly open 
Everywhere is shadowy grey
For a little while there in my sleep 
My aching feet had swept me away.

VERSE | SURVIVE

On By Mahvash K. M.In hope, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writing3 Comments 
I sit with the sweet pain 
Of remonstrating muscles 
Aching tendons 
It’s been a good day 
I’ve clocked my vital number
Of steps again 
Day Five. Five days. Day Five
Of doing my best 
The precious little victories  
Sit like shiny safety pins 
In my body. Their lancing points 
Glimmering. Abrading. Wounding 
Forcing tiny trickles of red-hot plasma
To run outside my veins 
The sweet agony of pain 
Reminding me that I’m still alive
I’m still surviving, still striving
Still clocking all the steps 
That keep this life ongoing
Going on. Ongoing. Going on 
I breathe in deeply. Tonight 
I am serene, there will be no dreams 
To torture or torment me. Tonight 
In her benumbing arms I will
let sleep take me … I breathe out 
As I lie down with my gentle pain.