Delusion yearning to be in a dream

Give me a false hope.. 
By saying it is still a dream.. 
In any language
Even you are allowed to scream
The smile which was not fake.. 
Even after making a mistake.. 
That widespread smile 
The loads of joy.. 
Are now only left as rememberance
When despair was not allowed in entrance 


I want you to say that  
all what I'm facing now 
Is a dream.. 
Shout, gasp or scream
But let me be in a dream
Let me be in a delusion.. 
Maybe full of confusion
But atleast it's better
Like former from latter


'A long lost good time'... I can't forget
When there was no regret.. 
Neither complains nor mistakes.. 
Were a part of my life
'Those days' which I'm missing now.. 
Praying for the 'present one' to be a dream
And when I wake up.. 
It would be again 'that time' which was lost somewhere
And 'those teachings of my elders'
'Those days' where I wished to let that time pass
In order to get older 
and leave the category of being in a small class
And now when finally left.. 
Feels like I'm not anymore blessed! 


In the hurricane of term called 'age'
Maybe I left my home which I felt like a cage.. 
Has left me at the stage.. 
Where I'm begging to be in a delusion
Want every moment which does not feels like part of 'those days' 
to be a dream!! 
Shout, gasp or scream.. 
But let me be in a dream!

Copyright © Ziva Vaidya | Year Posted 2023

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