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Disappear

Dreams I had dreamt

They disappeared

Leaving no trace behind

They were just thoughts

Figments of imagination

Hopes to which I aspired

No longer attainable

And I have stopped

Thinking of them

Letting them float away

Out of my reach

Out of my life

(Sheen-May2018)

Disappear

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Immerse


When under stress

The fear of the unknown 

Claws into my heart

I immerse myself in dreams

To will the terror away

And try to find calm instead

(Sheen-March2017)

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Immerse

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Vivid

While in Peshawar, I kept seeing my late husband in vivid dreams. After months of absences, suddenly he kept appearing almost every night. In the beginning I would forget the dreams once I woke up, but there was a strange sequence to them.

In all of them he looked annoyed. Previously in my few dreams (since he died), I always saw him smiling, talking in the background to other people. He never spoke to me directly except for one time. (I wrote about it in the beginning of my blogs).

Coming back to the recurring dreams he stopped facing me. He stood with his back towards me, all the time radiating his annoyance. I couldn’t fathom the cause. I had paid a visit to his grave after reaching Peshawar along with my daughter. Had given alms in his name. Held Quran Khawani for him, and distributed food in his name. I couldn’t find any wrong.

And then it dawned on me. Due to shortage of time in the morning, I had stopped saying my duas for him after my Fajr prayers. 

Oops!

 May God Bless him. Ameen.

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Vivid

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Lofty Dreams

As an astronaut I would have roamed through space

As a doctor I would have looked after the human race

My lofty dreams never materialized 

I became a homemaker by God’s Grace

(Sheen-November 2016)

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Lofty

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A Land Faraway

My husband will never return

Cause he has gone to a land faraway

Can he ever get back to me

I don’t think he has any say

I can’t reach him however I try

My dreams can’t make him stay

Does he ever remember- the children and I

Or his memories have gone away

Even if he wills, and would like to be back

None have come back from the land of the dead anyway

He was a part of my life which is over

Only his memories are going to stay

(Sheen-April2016)
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Faraway

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Midnight

At the stroke of midnight

Where else I could have been

Lay dreaming in my bed

Peaceful and serene

I realized on the first of new year

Gone  was the last day of the year

True appreciation comes

When you leave for far off lands

I am glad to be home — I love it here

(Sheen)

Jan 1, 2016

DAILY PROMPT

Stroke of Midnight

Where were you last night at midnight? Would you have wanted to be somewhere else?

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You Can Be

Every age has its own sweet poignancy.

A child — innocence and no concept of time, or money.

An adolescent— dreams.

An adult — you may be reconciled  (or not) to what you have achieved in life.

I wish Adam and Eve had not touched the forbidden tree. I wouldn’t be here, and going through the life I have to live through.

I am still a child at heart. Most things dear to me are the same. I carry a part of my adolescent years. When I am stressed with worry, I dream of my worries being over.

I have found that some people never grow up mentally (their bodies do). They learn to cover up, but they remain childish in their tantrums and dislikes. I am glad I am not one of them.

I remain a child at heart, an adult dreaming on,  with no wish for forever living.

Daily Prompt: Golden Age

If you had to live forever as either a child, an adolescent, or an adult, which would you choose — and why?

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