Poem: Fragments of a Dream
Fragments of a Dream
Fragments of a Dream stutter my sleep
Memories or myths buried so deep
Places I’ve never been, Faces I’ve never seen
Drift across in a luminous sheen
Who are you that haunts my nights
Just in the shadows. teasing the lights
Tears I’ve never shed, lying in my rumpled bed
Melancholy fills my aching head
Something about your face draws me close
There’s an invitation in your brows
Lips I’ve never kissed whisper things that I’ve missed
A feeling of loss I cannot resist
Were you with me in another life
Were you my love, my loss, my strife
Answers I’ll never get, questions I’ll never ask
As I wake up to assume this life’s mask
© 2011 Mohan Kumar
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