Give me a Dream…



The Red in Your Love


I loved you, coz I thought you would love me back,

I made you the queen, coz I saw the sunshine through the crack.
Every rhyme I made, it rhymed with your name,
I never thought love would be such a waiting game.
Some things you say, still singes my heart, but it’s charred,
Every beat I composed, life accepted, but it made me a retard.
So many love songs, so many suns went down,
A flicker dumped in a heap of sorrow, still shone.
I heaped time on it, to burn it for good, crush it into oblivion,
Somebody said dreams die hard, they became a mere scion.
I thought I won’t look back, at my grey, red and the blue,
I tried to fly without wings, I failed and I never had a clue.


And here I stand, atop all my emotions, subdued, deferred,
So many dreams, so many tears, heartaches, they never concurred.
Now, I don’t want to traverse that distance again,
The path, trodden with thorns, is impossible to regain.
I tried not to give vengeance for your hard love,
But, this is way of war, isn’t it? A push, a shove!

About Dream Peddler

The author finds too many similarities with himself and the boy Calvin. Although a cold blooded techie, working with an Indian software MNC, the finer things of love and life fascinates him. Major portions of his work are about the things that inspires and pacifies. Politics and society too get a chance.

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