Without Dreams (Inspired By Lawanya Wijesekara's poem)

Inspired by Lawanya Wijesekara 's poem," Dreams never made sense to her..."

She lived without dreams...

So attracted wisdom not preached...

When she started to dream...
She joined others to cry and weep...

Without dreams...

She was unconquerable...

And with dreams, all doubted...

Her strength including her...

Without dreams...

She appreciated the creator...

And with dreams...

She tried colouring only hers...

Without dreams...

She was a puzzle to others...

And with dreams...

A prey to the ferocious predator...

Without a dream...

Every direction leading somewhere...

And with a dream...

Always finding herself nowhere...

(Posted on Facebook-08th Jan 2016)

My Shadow....

In hope of the rising sun.....

The night dances with the breeze....

Shadows dance with darkness hand in hand....

All day, lying under the feet....

How come you are not hurt dear shadow....

Under my foot the whole day.....

Sometimes behind and sometimes ahead....

Yet in darkness, you become me and I become you....



Mingling in each other You my shadow...

And I the darkness I hold in me....

You are not a shadow but me ,that oblique...

Who fights to stay alive like me....



Mirroring my reflection on the floor...

Making the floor know more....

You are not a body,yet....

You are me all the more....



You touch the ends of mine.....

Making a wish to join me back....

But not a moment I weep....

On this impossible opportunity....



In darkness, we are one....

You hide in me, I confide in You...

And what else I may choose....

You remain with me , I remain with You...



You leave me in brightness all alone...

And sometimes tease me, following me from nowhere....

And then you show me the way by walking ahead of me....

And at last join me to sleep....