Dream
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I fell asleep one winter night
Besides the fire burning bright
I wandered into the land of dreams
In which I saw an awful sight
I saw myself to be a man of means
Living in a mansion between the streams
Destined to live alone as an ugly giant
Despite the luxuries envied by the queens
Children fled as they perceived me a tyrant
Didn’t understand I was compassionate and pliant
I sought their company to love and play
Teach them virtues and not be defiant
A little girl walked up to me one day
Said she isn’t frightened of me anyway
Wanted to know why I give them fright
Shouting at them and not hear their say!
I thought about it in my dream that night
Came to the conclusion she was right
Our appearance to others matter most
What’s in the mind, are out of sight
Henceforth, I became an amiable host
Whoever visited me became my toast
I talked and frolicked as much as I could
I did not refrain from a little boast
My life changed and it became good
Happiness showed again as it should
I heard attentively what others had to say
I now perceived where I actually stood
Children played in my garden all day
Not afraid of me anymore and run away
The morning sun sent the heavenly blight
That ended my dream, awake I lay
End
Copyright © Subroto Sinha | Year Posted 2017
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