A dream

Life gives us the pain and words define that pain.

The sun look nemesis,

Let me live in this tranquility of darkness,

I feel pleasure in this never ending scrimmage,

As woes continue to haunt my soul,

This solitude has become my home,

The piquant pain has become my friend,

As I long to live in the somber dome, 

For some I am lost, for others I dont exist,

The soul disguises behind the broody concern of the future,

Will I, wont I as mind ruptures through the random thoughts,

As little bit of hope continues to fight the nemesis of the odds,

Flogged in the crutches, I dream to wander in the open sky.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like this...the idea of the never ending scrimmage...feeling pleasure in what never becomes a reality, a future...it is the practicing that is the fun part of life...once things come to fruition the game passes too quickly and is over.
and then we just look back, maybe with fondness, maybe with regret.
j.

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Very rightly said..thank you so much sir for your kind appreciation...:)

[Indu]

Solitude has become my home ❤️

[Coyote Poetry]

Those dreams. The mirrors to real life my friend.
"The soul disguises behind the broody concern of the future,
Will I, wont I as mind ruptures through the random thoughts,
As little bit of hope continues to fight the nemesis of the odds,
Flogged in the crutches, I dream to wander in the open sky"
I liked the above lines and I need a open sky or free beach. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry,
Coyote

[sansrity sinha]

A powerful write..
I may just prefer to use fly instead of wander in the last line to bring up the feeling of a free bird..
thanks for sharing

[moog-drika]

every line takes me to different world of imagery. the piece has been portrayed beautifully. A fine blend of negative and positive emotions. Well done!

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank you so much for your kind words :)

[Sami Khalil]

Your dream is emerging from the fire of struggles, the pain of scrimmages and the somber notes of harsh existence. You will emerge victorious. A powerful write.

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank you so much :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.

[¿]

A life without pain and struggles would be a life that couldn't taste a precious period on this earth.....we're irons burning on the pain's fire and shaped by the hits of failure....and become spectacular figurines at last if our endurance last long.....
I love this poem with its fervent description....something which I can't ever deny!
Thanks for sharing this :)

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank you so very much for your kind words:) pain is a part of life but it hurts more when it becomes agony.. Thank you so much:)