Saturday, March 31, 2012

Poem 117. Dreams and pains














                                      Dreams and pains
Things of the past come in the dreams again and again as is in our life they never left
On each time and with every moment we feel as if we are living them again
At beginning we thought that we have expected those death but inside those dreams
Those people become alive again how sad it feel when we are wake up again
And find only but just feeling of pain because once gone then that person never
Return again and sadly that is rule of whole game a person once goes will never
Going to return again because death is some thing totally decided but when it happen
We always feel those pains even when we all knew that death is a truth and that is our end
Still from our heart we feel aliveness inside those pains because pains are something
Which kept telling us that person existed some where inside our thought and inside us
Because even after death some people remain your part that is what a painful thought
Some will say that they feel support from death but I think their memories take us
Away from present we can't see present or we can dream of future only those thought
Make our life miserable again and again after all in our life on every moment
We have created some dream with that dead person can die but dream never die
Inside our heart it kept alive on each and every day because those dreams nothing
But just pain but inside our heart we kept them alive just with one thought that
If we keep them alive then they will be fulfill wishes which are made by those dead
But one question never crosses our mind why we are so concern about wishes of dead
When person alive are still need many things before dying every day don't you think
Dead one who is so kindhearted wishes nice future for them just because we want
To forget our pain and conquer it we use those wishes as protection again and again
From that feeling and from that pain we think if we fulfill their wishes may be
They will left our thoughts and it will stop our pain but sadly in life it is not so easy
To conquer that pain even if you complete their wishes still pain remain in brain
We think that we have forgotten that pain but on every slight memory it returns again
Even if we visit some place on which we stood with that person memory began to rise
On every moment because those memories are some thing we really need to forget
But then kept coming back again and again when we are so sure that we are forgetting
Those pain when they start arising again but some times questions are so strange
Unnecessarily we start to feel that pain because without that pain we want to live
So we start to do many things just with view of forgetting that pain but in our life
We all want to go over that pain because how many times we may say that we know
That person die one day but still every time forgetting that person is most impossible
For any one who is standing there just some thing which make alive those memories
Again and once again we start trying to bury them slowly it become one worst game
We can't forget all but remember it on some moments so inside our life on each day
So each time we force that person to just forget and think that we may forget
When we get some thing pleasant in our life and on our ways because life can be
Beautiful on every day and it can surly give us success on every day but we need to
Forget those moment we think that may be we should find some replacement
Which will help us forget those moment on that time we are so desperate that
We can do many thing to forget that person whose just one crime that is that person
Is not alive but in fact that one is dead after all in our life we don't need some one
Who is dead but sadly that logic is not once again excepted by our brain so
We find problems in every thing we see in our each and every day and every way
Some times I think may be we are doing it in a wrong way we must find better way
Some times I think may be those memories should be kept there every day and
We should watch them like an audience in every way so inside our life on each day
We can keep those memories and even those pains but they will visit us in limited way.

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