My Dream

a poem by Annapurna Krishjeev

She came to me, toddling her feet,
I could not recognize her, but, meet,
She resembled some one I knew,
Her glowing eyes gave the clue.

Yes, her eyes filled with hope,
Give me the spirits to cope,
With all the troubles and strife,
With all the rubbles of life

Indeed! She is my dream,
Whom I cherished in my heart,
Whom I nurtured in my thought,
But, through the life stream,

I forgot her, I abandoned her,
And buried her miles farther,
With all the pains, but, in vain,
For, she has come back again,

To enliven me from the death-bed,
To strengthen me for life ahead,
From despair, to make me relieve,
In my destiny, to make me believe,

She says, “She is with me”,
To support and stand by me,
And promises affectionately,
To become one day, “a Reality”