Illusion or Authenticity!

Posted byMoushmi RadhanparaPosted inFor the eternal love., Ramblings of my mind.Tags:, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

I dreamt

I dreamt of beautiful things

I dreamt with open eyes.

All my life I was taught

To dream big

Fly high

And so with open eyes

I dreamt of open skies.

Of peace, calm

And of little love.

I have dreamt of inane faith

And believed

That everything will find its way.
Oh- I pictured everything

Of what I wanted

Of dreams that kept me haunted.

What and how and why and when

I thought of everything

That will in reality

Happen again.

The smiles

Engraved

The twinkling eyes

Unscathed

Like a novice, I was in my imagination,

Engaged!

I dreamt of everything

Didn’t leave anything.

Every tiny detail

From today, tomorrow,

And yesterday.

Oh- I sinned.

Oh- I dreamt big.

Dreams don’t come true

Now reality will

Teasingly bite on you.

But wait-

It all came true.

It all did.

What and how and why and when

Every magical kiss again

Everything the way

My open eyes had engraved.

No detail left

And love no more bereft.

Only, there was a little alteration

Everything happened

The way it was meant to be.

The way my heart wanted to see.

But for that one little thing

A tiny little fling.

The dream did come true

Just the way I had thought through

Only-

Only when it came to reality

The dream was not meant for me.

The what

The how

The why

The when

All became a living reality

Only not for me.

Someone else came in a swift

And lived my dream

Instead of me.

Was it not

My dream?

It all happened

Just the way I wanted

But I did not live it.

Jealousy and anger- My sin

I am only human after all.

For years I pined for those wings

And just as I was about

To touch them

Someone came and plucked them away.

My dream

Shattering into million little pieces

Tears brewing in my hollow eyes

But I can’t move.

The dream is all I had

Towards which I slogged

And with that gone

I am nothing but a meek fawn.

I am only a human after all

Succumbing to a painful fall

Lost in an empty desert

Where, in darkness

I howl, “It hurt.”

Published by Moushmi Radhanpara

A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun.

22 thoughts on “Illusion or Authenticity!”

  11. Just because a dream did not come true, it should not stop us from dreaming. Sometimes we are too focussed on someone else’s presence to realise our dreams. Only you can make yourself happy…keep your eyes open for life beyond the perfect dream. ❤️

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  13. the flaw lies not in how, what, and when you dreamt, or even in the efforts you made to take it to fruition, but in your outlook, that it is your dream which is lived by another. That never is the case!

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  16. May be it was never yours !
    Or just say it was never yours coz that would hurt less.And the beauty of dreams lie in the fact that by the death of one dream the other one is already being concieved somewhere in our mind.Nurture it with hope and someday it will be born as beautiful as ever ❤️

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  17. Day dreaming need not necessarily come true…but if you are really passionate, the real dreams or passions will work out, not necessary as per your imaginations..but it will come true…

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  20. Extremely relatable and close to home. It reminds me of the song “The Rose” by Bette Midler: “It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance; it’s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It’s the one who won’t be taken, who cannot seem to give; and the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live.” No matter the letdown or heartbreak, it is still worth it to reach for the best because we can always gain something from the journey, even if only wisdom.

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