Day Dreamer

Well you guessed it right ,I would like to thank Mini my inspiration for this poem.hehehehe.... Though i know this one sounds a bit unpolished and Amateurish but then i am Amateur ... so enjoy :-)



The Day Dreamer


There were days when I sat
Dreaming and waiting for my future to unfold….
Playing many different roles, all at the same time in my stories yet untold…
Yes I had been very impatient
Like most of you,
To grow up into something, the world had never seen before….
I dreamt to be a painter,
I wanted to be a doctor,
I could have been a dancer
And to be the prime minister, was a lot easier…

To be so many different people, I tell you was not at all easy
For I would easily forget who I really was, since I was so busy…..
No money, no accomplishment
Can match the glory I have had in those late night stories …..
And In the kingdoms I have been, for my work you see…
The excitement, the awe…
Of the one who is so naïve and raw...
And such trust and innocence
Only a child can have.

Not a thing I know now shall ever match,
The wonderland I wanted to be in, when I was as big as I am.
And it is today that I realize
That dreaming those dreams were the best I could have had…
My childish fantasies might not have come true
But my dreams and play land will never be lost,
As of now they are just hidden deep in my heart….
Waiting to be rediscovered when I’ll care for them once again……….
And the day when I’ll become a child all over again


Mini Khanna
24-Dec-2007