Realm of dreams

So what if it walked out on you

It once was a dream,

a dream that did come true.

Why lament the loss of something breaking down

Why not cherish the very moment it respired, still new

How easy it is to hurl blame

How convenient it is to proclaim sane

Why chicken out the back gate

Why not take 'No' on face

So what if the song changed

So what if while you cried waiting in vain

All that comforted you was the heaven,

All that hugged you was the rain.

Life is too short to wait

Love runs too deep to chain

Words might falter sometimes

But trust the eyes

for they contain

the face,

the 'etched in golden' name,

each promise ever made,

each photograph that the heart clicked and framed
and ashes of

each memory ever set to flame.

© 2012 Neha Choudhry