Yesterday's Dream
I don’t want to sleep so soon
Yesterday’s dream is still raw
Triggering a dust-storm in the eyes
Raising red dust, comes sleep
Tuptup, flap the doors of lashes
And just close by themselves
Dream, like a flood, comes
Carrying the broken logs of memories
As if they were rafts
I become homeless
In yeasterday’s sleep
I trembled in fear
In yesterday’s flood
No, not so soon
Yesterday’s dream is still raw
Dream, an invisible wound—
Inflicted upon by a reluctant sleep
That comes and goes at its will
Dream, the secret of
Death of imagination and fear
It appears in thousand postures
Like a friend, dead
Aslo sparkles for once
Amidst endless thoughts
Yesterday’s dream—
Still raw…
15 Oct 2010
00.09hrs
*Original in Telugu by Vinnakota Ravishankar
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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