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Reverend Dreams
By
Hillol Ray
http://bwesner.wixsite.com/hillolrayawards
Sheer turns of the fate never made me
The king or guardian of the holy lands-
Rather I was banished from home to America,
To pursue my childhood dream via own hands!
The academic streams made me scream
Under a minus chill of Fargo morning-
But now I laugh aloud at the days gone by,
Swirling in lies, truths, pain and scorning!
Twisted lips and twisted hearts of strangers
Helped me to compose my life’s own rhyme-
And the cockamamie tales of daily grinds
Were born throughout the seasons’ chime!
The kind words and cold winds were half asleep,
When I pursued all avenues to achieve my dream-
But unforgettable and unforgotten skies hovered over me,
And taught me quietly to worship truths and not to scream!
On my adopted land, unregulated sun
Brings unlimited fun and sets to rest-
But loves to rebuke the unpunctual stars,
If or when they don’t glitter at their best!
At nights, when I yawn or sigh with studious eye,
My dreams tend to become too gentle and brown-
And the cute young hares from the heaven come down,
To make me their reverend king and place the crown!!!
“Milestone”
July 26, 2021
© Copyright July 26, 2021 by Hillol Ray
Reminiscence
By
Hillol Ray
http://bwesner.wixsite.com/hillolrayawards
http://bwesner.wixsite.com/hillolraypoems
Formative years never slept on a bed of roses,
And I was always defenseless to say the least-
I slept and woke up to find me stripped of sleep,
And spent the pillaring hours with rowdy beast!
I stood on the mounds of dusts of gone by years,
And my mangled youth sobbed beneath the tears-
Even my life pulled me backward, days and nights,
Grimed in sweat and toil, devoid of fun and cheers!
My adolescent years crackled posthumously on his paws,
And vibrant youth has gone up quietly in plume of smoke-
But I remained as the traveler alone on this vast open Earth,
To haunt greenery and wine, but with me cuties never spoke!
As a dreamer of my own, dreams even failed outright,
And made me burst like copper sun on sleazy stream-
While the growing fantasies with voluptuous twists
Forced me to swing and endure the uncanny scream!
Freshness of my heart spent its wavering showers
In the dunes of sands with a lost melodious tune-
And tear-drippings stagnated happily to split up
Thoughts within thoughts in the middle of June!
The tired and weary branches of my rickety mind
Hung in the battlements of the somnolent eternity-
And I rightfully guessed, my times of fickle youth
Drenched in the mists of the restless Caspian Sea!
On this pallid Earth, human love craves for human blessings,
And now I have found them all in America, my adopted land-
She has truly welcomed me with her open heart,
And embraced me around in her motherly hand!
The dooms of my childhood gloom here happily,
As I rise and clasp my arms with her adoring call-
Really a joyous moment, donned with milk and honey,
And now I breathe peacefully with all freedoms after all!!
“Milestone”
September 1, 2021
© Copyright September 1, 2021 by Hillol Ray