The Reality of A Dream

Written by: Raja Nosherwan

The Reality of A Dream.

The poison crown that bound my head,
did bring a sober theme,
'all the less, is of loving said,
a dream is left a dream'.

So in my strength, I broke the ring,
with all the fair alarms,
as crownless was a lovers king,
a king to loving arms.

I feared now not, the roaring hall,
equivalent to decay,
but all the wealth to me was pall,
the poison and delay.

Days on which we as winters wept,
Do rest those silver trees,
the suns that had us burning kept,
now dance the summers breeze.

I ran across to foreign lands,
to then my love pursue;
how homes are there in wishing sands
I wish! --I always knew.

There is no more a different state,
--two lives with joy ascend;
does hurt us not, a vermin's hate,
when love its self defends.

See yet the moon --in golden heels,
when I am calm and wise,
now cheerish I how dreaming feels;
a dream --with open eyes.


R.N.Khan, © 2011