THE DREAMS
Last night I had another dream--
I have them often, so it seems.
But these dreams the devil gives
About the past life that I lived
Bother me the most, it seems--
Yet I know it’s just a dream.
I used to think that dreams I had
Were inner thoughts to do the bad
And so I really fought a lot
O’er all these dreams I often got.
Then I thought how my desires
Were no longer fed by fires
And plans and thoughts and cunning schemes
To make come true these awful dreams,
But now I hate these dreams and thoughts,
So I know what great work God’s wrought.
And I can come to Him in prayer
And leave those dreams I have all there.
For with His help I’ll not again
Make true those dreams and all their sin.
And now He has control, it seems;
I’m bothered less by all these dreams.
Some day I know I’ll dream no more
And I will dwell on heaven’s shore.
The best dream will come true up there:
I’ll be delivered from all my care.
Categories:
true up, dream,
Form: Rhyme
An Autumn Intermingled
When twilight sends lavender to the sky,
And reflections of light ignite the orange,
(Alluring colours of autumn mesmerise),
Sickle of moon is unable to cut the dark,
(Unfathomed beauty in orange and yellow),
Robust waters of rivers to shores' embark,
(Trenchant evanescence of greens),
Crispy leaves with breeze flutter around,
(Unfeigned emotions true up in zest),
Yellow, orange and red hues surround,
(Mollify the fiery torrid days),
An autumn night awaits a warm welcome,
(Nautical furnaces red on edge of horizon)!
Written March 2nd, 2015
By Dr. Upma A. Sharma
For contest "Intermingle" by Craig Cornish
Awarded 7th place
Original poems intermingled are ------------
1. An Autumn Night
Written September 6th, 2014
For contest 'Autumn night' by PD A
2. Autumn
Written Oct 2nd, 2014
For contest 'Season acrostics' by Charlotte Puddifoot
Categories:
true up, autumn, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Autumn
Alluring colours of autumn mesmerise,
Unfathomed beauty in orange and yellow,
Trenchant evanescence of greens,
Unfeigned emotions true up in jest,
Mollify the fiery torrid days,
Nautica furnaces red on edge of horizon !
Written Oct 2nd, 2014
For contest 'Season acrostics' by Charlotte Puddifoot
Categories:
true up, autumn, beauty,
Form: Acrostic
Star-dash cars now zip along the street,
Winking into town,
Awerving like party-colored leaves
Surfing the wind.
Everyone's going going going SOMEwhere!
Gone. Here? Yes!
Straight to the top!
Another perfect day
For another perfect dollar!
Mine! I have nade it!
Now send up flowers
And sky-hearted piano players!
I want clouds to break,
And stars to take,
With craft ever true up-soaring!
Sky, sun, time----won!
Won for the President
Of company ME!
Am I too bold, too free, too loud?
Just wait till I'm more proud!
No, I can't be quiet.
Love, come now, with me, all night!
Categories:
true up, business
Form: Light Verse
What is true up above the sky blue?
The deserts and oceans?
The fountains and mountains?
The fields and vegetation or greenery?
The orchards or forestry?
The temples, factories, buildings and establishments
The firms and developments.
Nothing exists permanently and forever,
The wheels of momentariness rotates all over.
The transformation, changes creation,
But itself it is as stable as the peak of the mountain.
The change determines misfortunes and fortunes.
To some it's a curse and others a boon.
The soldiers of change are storm, famine,
flood, earthquake and tide:
Permanency is deliberately shattered and
embraces momentariness side.
So nothing is true thus nothing permanently lasts,
Truth which appears
but its falsity's volcanic, disastrous, ruinous blast
Perhaps these drops of forgotten ink!!!!
Make indelible impressions on the sands of time.....................................
Categories:
true up, confusionchange,
Form: Rhyme