Dream

Last night,this dream I had,

What can I say, it really was bad.

In a cold, dark room,I was trapped,

I couldn’t move freely, as I was strapped.

I cried for help and on the door I banged,

But noone listened, I felt noone cared.

As I sat alone,feeling dejected and rejected,

With a loving touch on my back I was soothed.

It was then, that I was awake and relieved,

The dream was over, a lesson I had perceived.

I realised that by negative emotions I was confined,

By anger,pride,desire and envy I was bound.

You have shown me the way, and I feel graced,

To win over my inner enemies is the choice I have made.

I am grateful-it was a blessing in disguise I had received.

Sandcastle

I had always believed,

that dreams are like sandcastles-

Both of these, very shortlived.

I have feared this always,

that gigantic waves of reality,

will shove my dreams away.

Untill I saw a kid, lovely and agile,

was so happy building his sandcastle,

not fearing that it is so fragile.

That’s when I learnt not to be attached.

The way of life, actually,

is to learn to be detached.

I have to leave behind my vanity,

And just cherish every moment,

I guess doing so , is sanity.