Reflections, often a collage
Dreams are a conniving mirage
Realistic dreams, optimistic dreams, fantastic dreams,
drastic dreams
What / have are the “distant dreams”
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Everything seems to be at a distance
Trying to approach something,
Something that is forever moving ahead
I take a pause, breathe and pursue
The search to incarcerate those dreams
My distant dreams
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Hurdles, obstacles, endless roads
All leading towards the distant dream
And when I almost reach, the whole world spins
In a huge leap it transforms into another distant dream
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A dream within a dream, a vicious circle
That never completes its spin
From the inception of a distant dream
Follows the deception of my being.
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Is it real, or just another chimera
I budge closer, only to find another dream
Another distant expression yet
Another distant dream
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Entangled in the web, trying to solve the maze
Gone astray somewhere in the labyrinth
Sinking deeper to profoundness
Struggling hard to find an escape
I reach emptiness
Right in the center of the maze
The nothingness solved the mystery
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The frames resolved, patching up a story
Images from my past and the reeling of my present
The aspirations, inhibitions and expectations of the my future
Nothing had changed, except the vantage point
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Standing there alone in the emptiness
Instantly resolving my distant dreams
I could clearly see them unravel
Those are pure reflections of thoughts – Yours and mine
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Ritika. H. Nagpure
M.Planning
CEPT University
Annual NOSplan Magazine 2012