Awakening From A Dream

I saw a dream,
A dream I held close,
A family of five humming,
The melody of a song of love.

The dream portrayed a swan,
That was being chased by a crow,
For it held desires within,
The life of expectancy.

The dream enclosed of holding hands,
Being happy and in bliss,
Of a sage and a beauty,
Entitled the world's harmony.

As the dream shone light upon,
Dark storms past,
The quarrels subside,
As smiles dawned on them both.

The dream spoke of a hero,
Chivalric in his ways,
Rescuing his beloved,
From her horror pasts.

It showed of him tall and stout,
As he stood in front of her parents house,
Standing before the titan; her father,
Was he brave enough to ask.

He asked for her hand; his beloved,
For they were as close as one,
The times surged past,
As the clock struck thrice.

The dream resolved to be reforged again,
It showed of a humble house,
Surrounded by a meadow in the blue,
Where laughter and giggles chimed by.

The dream showed tiny tots,
Alike yet so different,
Naughty as the children of the past,
They circled their parents whose face was with glee.

As I was immersed into the dream,
Thunder struck and the dream shattered,
Ah! I have awakened,
But Oh these shackles; my burdens.

At a time I needed most,
All was naught as it never reciprocated,
Leaving behind this old shell,
Leaving behind a heart lost.

Awakened am I from this dream,
The dream albeit beautiful one,
Pity the soul,
And pity the living,
As one regresses the lot.

Update #4: Ravages Of Time

Time.... A great spectrum of undefined vastness. Every being lives in it, goes by its flow and submerges into it. People get by day to day without realising and ravishing the beauty called time. As each second passes by, as each moment drifts off, one does not simply realize the essence that is lost forever. People always say that there is time, I will do this or that tomorrow, I  have plenty of time, when they do not realize that they never are the sole governors of time. Time is a sovereign that puts its law in front of us, abide and be successful, ignore and get into the infinite loop of maya (illusion). The world is said to be an illusion, it is especially true for the procrastinators for they do not see the world for what it truly is. They go day by day postponing things that had to be done at moments where it was essential, and ultimately fail to realize and do so.

Time.... It passes by us like a leaf on a stream of water, gentle and ever flowing but once it passes by us you never get that opportunity to catch by it again. My Geography teacher had once told me "Time and Tide once lost can never be with again". It is a profound aspect of mystery that he shared with me that day. I had gone into a in depth study of time at that moment and realised that yes, what he said is true. Time is a aspect that takes away one's innocence, ravages past your feelings, make's you grow and then ultimately merges you with earth. Time always show you the truth, be it now or 10 or 50 years later, time always tell the truth. The beat of a wing by the butterfly or giving birth to your child or sending your daughter away in marriage may be the most beautiful thing that you may have witnessed but do think what if you were not there at that moment, what if you could never have been part of that essence.

Time.... An infinite mystery there within. We perceive time in our standards, our measurements and to our liking. We perceive time as the sun and moon revolves. We start to perceive them from birth to death. But in any moment have you stopped to think, what is time, what it has done to you?
So now stop for a moment and take this brain storm session to the peak by thinking how you can ultimately manage this limited amount of time you have , in comparison to the vast amount of your ancestors or future generation. Think how meaningful you can make your life. How much you can enjoy the essence of beauty that surrounds you.

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Years Down The Lane

Years down the lane,
I find my life on a single plane,
That angle of my life I had to sacrifice,
To give my hopes and dreams a feeling suffice.

Those strenuous hours and hard days,
When my mind was far from the games of mud and clay,
When my life was just beads of blood,
That dripped as I toiled down my road.

Oh! The tiresome hours I spent,
To find and reach a dream so hard to be lent,
Those tears I shed to follow the path of all,
That I forgot to hear the call.

The very call of my heart,
That tune of symphony,
Which hummed my beloved desires,
To follow the dreams so close to me,
To follow the path that none could,
and to strive and beat the world.

For then would my heart calm,
For then would my eyes forsake the tears shed.

Update #3: Romance

"Each beat a melody, each melody a romance, each romance lasting a lifetime."
What is romance? Is it just a thing, is it desire, is it a mirage, an illusion, a trick played to the eyes or is it a true event, soul changing and lasting for a lifetime.
As I have mentioned in my earlier updates I am more of a person who like's to observe the many things that happen around me. I have observed quite a lot of people through my 21 years of life and one of my favourite one's to observe are "lover's". They have a unique hymn in between them that is always quite clear to the third eye but oblivious to them.
It is a happy event to see 2 people get together, but it is gut wrenching when you know the two people yourself and you know that this probably will not work.Even though you still believe that this is their own choice, their own life and stand afar hoping and praying that this works out just fine, and hoping for a good life for both these souls.
Many of you guys reading might be wondering whether I am in a relationship myself, well no, not yet. Even though I have not yet been in one does not mean that I have never faced rejection's or been in a pseudo relation. As I said before romance may be a fleeting moment or a thing that lasts a lifetime.

Carpe Amorem (Seize love)
There will be moments in life where you will see that glint in your crush's eyes. That glint that says I like you. In such situations I have only one thing to say to you Man up, go forward in that situation  and finish it off then and there because if you leave that moment and don't seize it then you are deleting yourself a whole timeline where you could potentially have been the most happiest couple.
Do not be afraid of the rejections, go forward and tell the stuff you want to tell, do not be afraid of the rejection because once you tell it, you would feel as if a whole load has been taken off your back, trust me on this one.
All in all you have expressed yourself and now it's their turn. Whether or not the answer is positive you should not regret because at that very moment you know for yourself what their feelings are towards you. You have done your part and they have done their's, now move on with your life because if they don't think you are cool then to heck with it, that's their opinion because wherever you go in the world you are you and the world's filled with all kinds of people. You will one day or the other find your true homie, so do not go sulking all day long.
I am going to stop the update on this note that I found in a Chinese novel
"The farthest distance known to man/woman is to stand in front of you, right next to you, yet not know I love you."

The Proposal

You touched my heart unlike anyone else,
You made me say goodbye,
You guided me like the little stars,
That twinkled in your eyes.

You made me shake and quiver
On that very sight,
Of your beauty that's true,
That touches both my shell and soul.

You left me breathless by the sight,
Of your kindness and your character,
Of the very touch that's ethereal,
I see that through your eyes.

Oh my! Your soul vibes in my rhythm,
I hope we be one,
When the world stand's against us,
I hope we stand as one.

I hope you will forgive me,
When I say I love you,
You are the one; my soulmate
And I hope I am your solitude.

Hope you will accept me,
This very battered shell,
I hope you will find in me,
The love you have yearned.

I cry with a heart that's dying,
Because of my  nervousness
Of hearing the answer,
For I surely am terror struck.

Whether you will tell yes,
I do not know,
But I do know
That I will never be the same.

The answer might change me,
For better or for worse,
You may in flame me,
And my very life.

Hope you find me,
In this darkness,
And guide me like you once did,
For this life I lay down for you,
For the answer that I yearn.