A Distant Dream
Sometimes in my mind, a thought appears
I wish I could run like the lovely dears
Moving and grooving on the jungle beat
Dancing like Elvis on my feet
During a dark and dreadful night
I wish I could be a beam of light
Piercing through the sad time
Kicking the butt of the night time
On a later stage in my life
I can’t imagine anything
It’s cutting me like a knife
I just can’t live like that no more
It’s making my heart a hard core
At this time of life and age
I feel like there’s no rage
Now I feel like I’m totally wasted
My distant dream wasn’t long lasted
When there is a beginning, there has to be an end
A natural thing that I can’t offend
But I couldn’t imagine it so early
As for me, it’s very much dearly
Copyright © Samrat Sikri | Year Posted 2012
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