An enigmatic poem on dreams, by Himali, exclusively for Different Truths.
Dreams are soft whispers
Shyly in love
They may hiss as serpents
Snakes coiling on necks
To be found in serendipity
Or in a singing nostalgia
For, dreams are wispy wafers
Changing hues of skyie loafers
Crazy madmen hugging trees
Dreams are falling autumn leaves
Fascinating they come and go
On soft or wet pillows
Some are scraped off as rust
While some make living precious
Repairing the scars
As beautiful as kinsutgi jars.
Picture design Anumita Roy, Different Truths
Himali Narang has worn many hats. A postgraduate in English from Punjab University, Chandigarh, she worked for a commerce magazine; also wrote articles for The Indian Express and The Tribune. She successfully ran an engineering unit. She has won many accolades. She is an amateur poet; has won a number of awards for her poems. Her poems have been published in a couple of anthologies
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