Comfort Dreams - Free Verse Poem
Background
This is a poem about that time of life, when falling in love with someone is the truest feeling one can experience. It is about the feeling that transcends social boundaries of wealth, education, and so on. Years later, these remain in the mind, or come back, as the most comfortable dreams.
The Poem
Walking barefoot on the summer grass
Of my old varsity quad
Falling in love with the frivolous fall
Letting the first flakes of snow
Caress the tear-laden cheeks
I have nowhere to sleep
Yet I cherish the dream
He makes a penny or two, selling cans
Dawn till dusk he roams on foot
Burns the midnight oil, at the library
Where my assignments pile up, peeks he
Through the dusty books, our eyes meet
I have no more to write
Yet I rhyme my words
We gather around warm tea, giggling girls
He is the one man, we all have eyes for
It matters not he is poor, we all are
We secretly hope, rather I, he cares
I sing, until my heart beats a melody
I have no more music
Yet I tune-in my harp
There is no food, nor a stone bed
I walk all night, knock on his door
It is sunrise, he is heading to work
I enter, he stops, and denies his departure
His mother gives me an apple to eat
I have no more hunger
Yet I savour the sour fruit
Our eyes meet across the bare room
The feeling wordless, but no cares
He sees me to the door, sans goodbye
It is the beginning of a new end
I am left to cry, dry, and return
I have no home to turn to
Yet I know the heart where I live
© 2018 Rinita Sen
Comments
AUTHORThank a lot, Verlie. Glad I could create a setting that was universal. Happy you stopped by my dreams today.
Love this Rinita, the innocence, the joy, the sorrow. Beautifully detailed. The university setting makes it somehow so universal.
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Thank you, Umar. Glad you like it.
lovely poem. true feelings. I just loved it.
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Thank you, Rajan. Always appreciate your visit. I am so glad you could relate. Thanks again my friend.
Straight from the heart! Can completely identify with it. Many, if not most, of us, would have passed through this phase of life.
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Thank you, Li-Jen. Your generous comments always make me happy. All I can say is your every word resonates with my own thoughts behind the poem. I am glad I was able to portray that which can be related to. That's the beauty of poetry I guess, you can take your own experience, add some flavors of imagination, and prepare a concoction that every reader can drink to their own taste.
Once again, thank you for visiting, am happy to have you as my hubber friend :)
Hey Rinita, you really know how to write poems. :) There's something about your poems that makes them flow smoothly. It's the story or real life event you are sharing that makes the poem precious. I like how there is that uncertainty, whether or not he likes her..the guy every girl wants to date. For example, how their eyes kept on meeting, but she was friend zoned in the end. That was unexpected. It's also good that you mentioned the simple minded girls who crushed on him although he was earning little and still studying. Crazy girls haha. Well done. :) Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you, Louise. Glad you enjoyed the poem. Appreciate your visit.
That's a lovely poem. I enjoyed reading that, thankyou. =)
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Thanks again Hari!
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Excellent.
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Thank you, Diksha. Appreciate your visit and comment.
This is beautiful!!
Absolutely loved it! ❤❤
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Thank you for visiting, Mark. I am glad the poem was able to take you back in time, that was the intention.
The poem reminds me of my time in college where love was not only in the air and in the library but in the textbooks and the Art History Lectures. Thanks for spurring memories.
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Thank you, Crezyl for your beautiful comment. Yes, feelings make poetry special. Appreciate your visit, and glad you liked this.
Your poems are beautiful and says more than what your can. Your poems have feelings. I love it.:-D
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Dana, you got the essence of the poem absolutely correct. Thank you for sharing your story, only, it is very similar to my story, and I am sure it is the same story for a million others. Love changes, the feeling of falling in love does not last forever, but it still remains the most beautiful feeling. Glad you visited today.
This poem reminds me of love at its finest. When it's true and pure and comes straight from the heart. Then reality sinks in and others views of love comes into play such as:
religion
race
social class
finances
Now I'm not saying those things do not matter, because love changes and you won't always be "giddy" I'm just saying it's sad that so many things come into play and you just can't...love.
Fifteen years ago I fell madly in love with this guy. It was the most beautiful feeling I ever encountered, also the most painful when it ended, Yet, fifteen years later I still think of him everyday.
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Beautiful comment there, Dream On. Yes, the feeling of love remains forever. Thank you for reading. Glad you enjoyed it.
Love never gets old. I can see you both as clear as day exchanging glances and watching the romance ignite faster than a bird takes flight. Thank you for sharing. i enjoyed your poem very much.
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I will surely look for your poems, both old and new. I am not a lawyer, that must be someone else you found with the same name.. :)
Yes. You are Indian, right? Ramakrishna used to say that devotees gathered together are like people who smoke hemp.
We don't smoke but are spiritually high daily from kirtans and satsangs plus.
Read some of my old poems and try my most popular with the meditative video. A Song For My Beloved.
I will dedicate two poems to you maybe tomorrow. You deserve more.
By the way, I found you elsewhere. You seem to be a lawyer. Why don't you say so?
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Computer problems are annoying. I am glad you are at your annual pilgrimage. Must be lots to share, learn, and teach.
Yes, I am in India - city of Bangalore. Like most poets have a desk job to pay my bills, so that I can write on the side.. haha. I will let you know when I publish my book, at least I am assured of one royalty.
Thank you, manatita. Deeply humbled by your reference to Shakespeare.
Yes. Writing as always but computer problems at home and here in America. Also at my annual pilgrimage so busy, yes.
Where are you in India? Is it? What do you do?
Yes. You can easily tell a story, like Shakespeare. I'll buy your book.
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Thank you for your visit, manatita. You've been busy. I always look forward to your soulful sonnets.
An absolutely stunning piece Rinita. Very beautiful indeed!!
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Always glad to see you, John. Ultimately it is the feeling of being in love that triumphs. Humbled that you thought it was timeless like Romeo and Juliet. Thanks again for reading.
This is touching and beautiful, Rinita. A true loves story that is timeless like Romeo and Juliette. Loved it.
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