The Nightmare

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

One more day..
One more smile..
I live in that place, between
dawn and the daybreak.
Trying desperately,
to stall the time.
Stolen moments..
too fragile for dreams.
Wrapped in your arms,
watching you sleep

Shy, the rain giggles,
caressed by
the lovelorn wind.
I blush, watching
the lines of your face..
and the smile on your lips.
Your heartbeats,
talking to my fingertips.

Shadows rustle,
monsters insane.
Pulling me away,
from you yet again.
I close my eyes,
too scared to scream.
And then I feel you,
whispering so softly -
“Hush my baby,
it’s just a bad dream”

© 2009 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled

This is my 25th poem on this blog (counting the haiku efforts as 1 poem). I was going to post a different one, but then thought that the silver jubilee thing shouldn’t be too dark. Thank you everyone, for being such good friends... This one is for you all...


Tarun Goel October 7, 2009 at 5:40 PM  

Congrats for the silver jubilee :)

itsyvitsy October 7, 2009 at 6:11 PM  

First the compliments. Beautiful. Wonderful. Lovely.

The best thing about this poem is that you have had double benefit. First you feel the everlasting warmth of your loved one in your dreams, and then you physically feel the warmth of the compassionate one when you are so rudely brought back from the serenity of the dream.

What I like most about this poem is how well you have described the touch of a special one. The best I liked was "Your heartbeats, talking to my fingertips.". How much more better can it get? Lying side by side watching the vastness of the sky, hollow yet overpowering feeling the heartbeats is as serene it can get.

When the third stanza started I thought, "Oh no! Not another tragedy! Please..." But it wasn't. The poem closed with as much divinity as it started. Yes, it was divine. :)

Anonymous,  October 7, 2009 at 7:13 PM  

splendid work i must say... it is so soft and pure...

"your heartbeats talking to my finger tips.." is beautifully worded... nothing could have explained the feeling better...

the feeling and proof of security in the arms of your love has emerged out well from the piece of writing..

InkTank October 7, 2009 at 10:30 PM  

i agree with anuradha....heartbeats talkin to fingertips is simply awesome.....and congrats on the silver jubilee chhaya....btw, those haikus remind of all those funny haikus n kaikus n even

डॉ.रूपेश श्रीवास्तव(Dr.Rupesh Shrivastava) October 8, 2009 at 1:15 AM  

छाया बहन आपका लेखन सत्यतः कहूं तो मेरे जैसी क्षुद्र बुद्धि के प्राणी की समझ से अक्सर बाहर रहता है कभी-कभी अक्षर जोड़ कर पढ़ समझ लेता हूं और आनंदित हो जाता हूं। यदि दिक्कत न हो तो हिंदी और भारतीय भाषाओं की पट्टी पर भी लिखिये ताकि हमारे जैसे लोग भी सहजता से समझ सकें।

Pallav October 8, 2009 at 1:50 AM  

nice poem....I like the way it ends.

Back to dreams :)

So, you are reading Jack Reacher books? I love those novels. Have read quite some and there are some left. Happy reading and happy writing!


John October 8, 2009 at 4:04 AM  

For your 25th poem, this work is magical. I definitely like the word usage and how they are used:

"Stolen moments..
too fragile for dreams"

"Shy, the rain gigles
caressed by
the lovelorn wind."

Truly a treat to witness your 25th poem and it was a blast (in a good way in slang terms).

Midnight Whisperer October 8, 2009 at 5:35 AM  

Shy, the rain giggles, caressed by the lovelorn wind... You write Lovely words and create beautiful imagery. Beautiful.

Shamik Mitra October 8, 2009 at 7:15 AM  

Congrats on the silver jubilee ..

Loved the poem though felt that only the last paragraph depict the title

Maya October 8, 2009 at 8:47 AM  

every one talking about the finger tips wala line,, ys that was the best line in the poem,,

the usp of all ur poems is its simplicity..

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:19 AM  

@Tarun - thank u. wud like to get some feedback from u @ the poems too.. u have stopped reading then perhaps ;)

boring u too much, am i? :P

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:22 AM  

@Vittal - thank u so much. i had actually written this poem more than a year back but never cud make it smooth. and then one evening the words fell into the right places.

my poems are generally like a snapshot, rather than being a sequence of emotions.. in this one, i wanted to capture one fragment from the time. the realization that u are still safe, that u r still loved and that it was just a bad dream that scared u.


Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:24 AM  

@Anuradha - thank u so much! and yes, they are my favorite lines from the poem. i still dont know how i zeroed in on that, but it felt very physically real to me when i was writing.

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:25 AM  

@inky - arrey even i miss those days..

may be we shud have another foiku session? at the park? what say?

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:27 AM  

@ Dr. Rupesh - Hindi is my mother-tongue and i should be able to write in it. i promise to try :)

and i guess my poems are not over-complicated. a thinking man like u can surely get em all :)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:29 AM  

@Nothingman - i love Lee Child books. especially the jack Reacher series. i have read three and this is the fourth one. Jack is like a believable version of Jason Bourne (the Ludlum character)

thank u for the encouragement abt the poem. keep in touch :)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:30 AM  

@John (Quackster) - thank u John :)

am so glad u liked it.

@Midnight Whispered - thank u... btw, i like ur profile name :)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:31 AM  

@Shamik - that was the whole idea. i was supposed to some as a mild surprise :)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 9:32 AM  

Uncommon Sense - still water runs deep :)

thank u for dropping by

Whats In A Name October 8, 2009 at 11:54 AM  

I felt that you sound much better when you write a bright one then a dark one!!!


IdleMind October 8, 2009 at 11:56 AM  

Simple, nice, lovely ... shows that you and your words care for your friends a lot ... this entire piece speaks volumes of the trust that you have for your buddies!

What else can I (a poetry-ignorant man) write? hehe

Silver jubilee of poems is a long contribution ... wish you score a century and more.

Btw, me passing thru some hell @ work ... so, my devil brain craves for a desperate break to post a new one! :D

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 11:56 AM  

@WhatsInAName - hehe.. thank u.. actually it wudnt sound good if there were no dark lines in the end ;)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 11:58 AM  

@IdleMind - u have seen my work from the very first till the 25th... and how can i not thank friends like u? u guys keep me going...

thank u for being so kind

PS: shud i ask mamta banerjee for another hartaal?

Rachana October 8, 2009 at 12:23 PM  

And chhaya is back! :)

Loved it.

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 12:24 PM  

@Rachna - thank u sweetheart :)

John October 8, 2009 at 2:16 PM  

Hey Chhaya, I finally have a blogroll and have added you onto it. =)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 3:05 PM  

@John (Quckster) - hey! thank u!

Pete October 8, 2009 at 5:54 PM  

Oh Chhaya

This is soppy and girly
Showing such feeling
And wonder
In short it should reside.
With the works of
Wordsworth, Byron, Keats and moi :)

Chhaya October 8, 2009 at 6:08 PM  

@Pete - so sweet of u :) ... u r too kind ..

IdleMind October 9, 2009 at 10:29 AM  

@ Chhaya - :)

Never knew you had so much belief in Ms. Banerjee!

Ajai October 9, 2009 at 12:51 PM  

Ah... that was tight... liked it a lot! :)

Anonymous,  October 10, 2009 at 2:20 AM  

the first to the twentyfifth....the best part of it is, everytime i read those beautiful verses, i cant write something about it, and a few of them, i ead them still...never fails to wet my eyes...
the way you express, its beautiful...

this one is a nice poem, a perfect ending...something uncommon to come from you...but am glad it is that way...

a friend...

Chhaya October 10, 2009 at 11:27 AM  

@IdleMind - i have full faith in my politicians, when it comes to their ability to cripple the nation :D hehe

@Ajai - :) glad u liked it.

Chhaya October 10, 2009 at 11:30 AM  

@H (Anonymous) - you have all my poems. some of them in their first drafts (though i have this intense dislike toward polishing my writing.. or perhaps i m too lazy) .. i always like the way you respond to my writing with verses of your own.. i wud so like to see them posted here.. but i respect your decision to remain Anonymous.

you get the feelings of my poems so well cz you knw the backstory .. at least of the ones that have one.

keep smiling :)

Narayana Swamy K October 10, 2009 at 10:14 PM  

Great stuff :)
Seems like you are deeply emotional about someone.. Congrats for the silver jubilee..

P.S: Thanks for your comment on my blog.. ;)

Chhaya October 10, 2009 at 10:31 PM  

@Narayan - thank u for the kind words :)

PS: this is not a personal poem. i didnt write it for anyone. actually i had written it more than a year back

Opaque October 11, 2009 at 2:32 AM  

Let me start by congratulating you for your 25th post.

After spotting the similarity in the structure with some of my works, and agreeing with them, I must reveal to you that I extremely love the "feel" of this piece. Well done!

However, I would intensify the piece via the structure in the second stanza. And, I shall edit the first stanza again. I write so, as I reckon, there is still some room to tighten this. And, more importantly for the fact that you are the writer, and I believe you have the capability to make it better.

You know that I've been reading this since days now. You know the reason(s) too.

You are an artist! It is time to show-it-off! (if you know what I mean). Good luck Chhaya!

Anonymous,  October 11, 2009 at 8:54 PM  

hi chhaya,

visit my space and see the changes that i made in reaction to your comment...

Chhaya October 12, 2009 at 10:56 AM  

@Ajey (Brosreview) - i do understand what you mean. i will try to touch up the said stanza.

thank u for the wishes :)

Chhaya October 12, 2009 at 10:56 AM  

@abanerji - :)

@Yoli - thank u! i will visit u soon

Anonymous,  October 13, 2009 at 3:47 PM  

well, even i prefer the unpolished ones....
i am no one, yet someone for you...
i have no name, yet my gestures would touch you...


Swathy October 15, 2009 at 10:37 AM  

25 poems!!
time to publish :D
and loved the sudden twist in the end.. nothing abstract..straight forward..
prefect for me to relish! :)

divsi October 16, 2009 at 9:02 PM  

there are many haiku reads floating round blogsville I paused n read this one carefully.. simple n sweet! Simple poems always leave a greater impact:)
P.s loved yr header pic delite to the eyes!

Simplypoet October 21, 2009 at 12:20 PM have an awesome collection of poems do check out,a place where poets/writers interact,comment,critique and learn from each would provide a larger audience to your blog!!

Anonymous,  October 24, 2009 at 12:51 PM  

ku6 khass padha nahi hai. ye samajte samajte years pass ho jayenge...... is liye abhi to sirf .......

weekend dhamaallllllll
Employee- Boss Aap Shadi-Shuda
Logo Ko Hi Naukri Kyu Dete Ho?

Boss-Kyu Ke Unhe Pehle Se Hi

Galiya Khane Ki Aadat Hoti Hai

Snta Road Pr Cigrate Pita Hua Bhag Raha Tha
Bnta-Kya Kar Rahe Ho?
Snta-Mai Dekh Raha Hu Ki Ek Cigerate Kitne
Kilometre Chalta Hai

Dipu-Tuje Tere Papa Talor Hai Or
Teri Shrt Fati He
Papu-Shrm Ki Bat To Ye He Ki
Tere Papa Dentst He Or Tera Bhai Bina DANT Ke Paida Hua

Hr khushi hasi Mange Apse
Hr phol khushbu mange Apse
Itni Roshani ho Apki jindagi me


"khud bijali wale connection Mange Apse

itsyvitsy October 24, 2009 at 11:32 PM  

Itna sannata kyon hai bhai?!

Koyi hai... Koyi hai...

Deepak October 26, 2009 at 4:44 PM  

Hey that's too good a poem, It takes some talent to write it, The last Stanza was touching !!!!!!

Sharma, Nishit October 28, 2009 at 2:53 PM  

WOW!!!! i was dumstruck for a moment...if it's your own creation then you are blessed with gr8 gift....i wish you write loads of many more.....

Srinivas October 28, 2009 at 3:24 PM  

Lovely words...great poem...Liked it a lot!!! CONGRATS!!

Chhaya October 30, 2009 at 9:50 AM  

@Deepak - everything on my blog is my creation. All Original

Poornima October 30, 2009 at 11:09 AM  

So very well crafted...very nice.

Ashley November 1, 2009 at 8:22 PM  

"I live in that place, between
dawn and the daybreak.
Trying desperately,
to stall the time.
Stolen moments..
too fragile for dreams."

Hopped onto your blog from someplace else and fell in love with this poem. Beautiful and so very poignant!!!

Tarun Goel November 2, 2009 at 11:59 AM  

Is anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me!!!

Pete November 7, 2009 at 1:42 AM  

ONLY 53 comments Chay girl !! ;)

"Shadows rustle" is gold itself.

PassionMust November 7, 2009 at 4:49 PM  

Well composed.. Loved it.. :)

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