Daydreaming

I spent my life in daydreaming

While I was boy and saw movies

Love and romance absorbed my soul

To be a hero was my goal

I dreamt I was a super-star

Like Raj Kapoor or Dilip Kumar

Excelled in fame

My acting as well as my name

Every movie in which I worked

was marked as box-office success

Highly applauded in the press

Millions of my fans were so keen

and mad to see me on the screen



While I was a college student

Literature was my pet subject

I dreamt I was a well-known poet

My poetry won zillions of hearts

The title of Poet Laureate

That I received in early age

Throughout the world was accepted

Gave a surprise to every poet



Fascinated by orators

I dreamt I was an orator

While I addressed, there was always pin-drop silence

Was totally spellbound my audience



I dreamt I flew an aeroplane

That was soaring at awful heights

No pilot could ever think of

One day I did stroll on the moon

Therefrom talking on telephone

With all my friends

Sending various worldwide errands



When I was young, heart throbbed

for the queen of my heart

None on the earth was more beautiful than my darling

Paragon of beauty and gorgeous

You won't believe

Our honeymoon was so charming

that continued for thirty months



While I am in bad need of finance

I frequently find a briefcase

Full with prize bonds and currency notes

Amazingly I burn my boats

Dreams that are products of my brain

relieve me of a lot of pain



But I pray thee don't laugh at me

Do not call me as Sheikh Chilli

Do not think me as abnormal

Everything with me is normal

That Deborah speaks of so fairly

So eloquently



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Violet Carolina's picture

Writers are full of dreams. It is terribly sad to burn boats, if I get your meaning correctly. I've been burning some of mine, as well...but, am also finding myself closer to peace and reality and spirituality...perhaps some dreams are a phantom's trance, just to keep us from other things/people...