Woken up by Beautiful Dreams
by Azam Siddiqui
woken up early by beautiful dreams
I have some place to go
I wake up on my own
When someone’s waiting for me I know
you laugh at how i can be so sure
I laugh how cant i be so
when I know what i know
Life is scintillating
When for you someone’s waiting
And that someone is who
unknowingly waited so long
Going through the showers
feeling the cold water
getting lost in dreams
looking at the flowers
breakfast doesn’t matter
when near me you seem
Talking to the mirror
Life is such a thriller
When your sight sends shivers
Through the one
Who made your voice quiver so long
Wonder at which corner
Your lips a shy contour
Shall you appear
You shall come my way
I will look away
Turn to see you disappear
I will feel in my heart
and here someone’s still coming
That someone is you
passing before my eyes
now gone forever
my heart’s dreadful premonition
your heart’s hopeful anticipation
you seem to be waiting
you seem to be happy
you look more charming
the guys say
but I cant see nothing
search some tangible expression
for you are in so much tension
I look at your blank face
Your friends laugh when I come
Cant bear to see you with them
Seems its no use for me to lurk here
The guys are waiting for me
I’ll put my bike in the air.
My frustrated aggression
Your suppressed passion
Wait says the light in your eyes
I look harder trying to figure out
your eyelids the modest curtains
hiding your soul ,
they come in between when our eyes meet
we try again ,they too repeat
lips trying to smile ,all this while
of a long uncertainty I am certain.
You seem sincere so I come again
I have never been this way
I have no interest in games
Really hope you wont play
mind thinks its time waste
am almost returning in haste
suddenly in front of me you emerge
in an unknown world, my world is immersed
you seem to know I am here
you move in surreal slow motion
in me surge floods of emotion
your heart seems to have stopped beating
I look at the floor
you look at the ceiling
I wonder how we live without breathing
You turn to me and ask do you know
The whole worlds laughing at us
with us In this show.
girls and flowers,
guys and bees,
trees are swaying in love’s breeze
I wish it happened never
I wish it could go on forever,
But destiny’s ever so clever ,
Lets see you know
My innocent fascination
My eternal emancipation
Azam Siddiqui
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Azam Siddiqui( https://www.facebook.com/azam.siddiqui)
A few random poems:
- The Lover Asks Forgiveness Because Of His Many Moods by William Butler Yeats
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 5. Sometimes I Hold it half a Sin poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Long I waited in vain
- Epistle to Mrs. Scott of Wauchope House by Robert Burns
- Alimony by Shel Silverstein
- Алексей Плещеев – Песня
- The Homeless Man by Mary TallMountain
- Christopher Found poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Nothing is Real by Rixa White
- Lines poem – John Keats poems
- Lamhe by Priyanka Tungana
- Владимир Степанов – Енот (Буква Е)
- Every Hour Henceforth
- Who Goes With Fergus? by William Butler Yeats
- Олег Чупров – Шаньги
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past:
- Robert Burns: To Daunton Me:
- Robert Burns: Talk Of Him That’s Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John:
- Robert Burns: Duncan Davison :
- Robert Burns: Hey, The Dusty Miller:
- Robert Burns: How Long And Dreary Is The Night :
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971.
- Robert Burns: My Hoggie:
- Robert Burns: Stay My Charmer:
- Robert Burns: M’Pherson’s Farewell:
- Robert Burns: To The Weavers Gin Ye Go:
- Robert Burns: I’m O’er Young To Marry Yet:
- Robert Burns: Clarinda, Mistress Of My Soul:
- Robert Burns: Go On, Sweet Bird, And Sooth My Care:
- Robert Burns: Love In The Guise Of Friendship:
- Robert Burns: Sylvander To Clarinda: Extempore Reply to Verses addressed to the Author by a Lady, under the signature of “Clarinda” and entitled, On Burns saying he ‘had nothing else to do.’
- Robert Burns: On The Death Of Robert Dundas, Esq., Of Arniston,: Late Lord President of the Court of Session.
- Robert Burns: Birthday Ode For 31st December, 1787:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
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Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
