In Memory Of A Dream

Once upon a time
My lips know only smiles
and I thought my eyes are only
meant to see,
my thoughts were happiness only
And myself was in a dream of a world
a world of light
a world of dreams
a world of love and
a world of pampers
That time when  I was with my mother,
when I was a part of her, when
I was just a piece of flush.

When I saw this world first,
my eyes thought the world is light
I believed the world was light
I began to know, I started to forsee
a world beyond light, as
I grew up . . .

Me, when I was a child  went for
jungle treats
Went beyond fairy lands
beyond arabian nights
In those stories which my mom used to
say, in my sleepless nights
in those lullaby tales
those beasts, monsters and cruel creatures
frightened my little heart
and made me cry in darkness and
and loneliness
I thought they are the most cruel ones.

When I grew up I understood

I misunderstood those beings

I came to know those beliefs were fake

The world that I dreamt

when I was a child, was of love, only of love

But I know today,

those monsters in my childhood tales aren't,real ones.

There are people more cruel than them

There are people who don't know

love, humanity and the feelings of, pain of

other beings

I know now, there are memories

that have the power to cause a feeling

beyond loneliness

a feeling that I hadn't experienced even in my

childhood days from those stories

I understood now,
My eyes are not only meant to see
but also to cry.
My lips aren't only meant to smile
but also to sob,
And my heart learned learned
love is a book with limited edition and
love is not a perfect word,
to give to everyone
but reserved for certain ones

And today I know the world
I dreamt in my childhood,
was just a DAY DREAM . . . .
 

Anju Kurian