Dream Seller!
Wrapped in torn bits of cloth
An old figure with a bearded face…
On an ordinary sunny day….
From my window on third floor.
I hear him say….
Dreams to sell…Dreams to sell…
Think twice, decide fast…ring the bell
I got dreams to sell…
(A kid of 7 walks to the Dream Seller)
Uncle uncle…. Do u sell only dreams.
No cola. No ice creams…
Ha ha sweet child…I got only dreams to sell.
B fast u got any, common tell…
Child thinks and asks…
I fear going home in the night…
Not coz its dark. Bt coz my ma-pa daily fight….
Bearded man waves his magic wand….
And sings a weird chant…
Granted kid granted whatever you want….
(A boy of 14 walks to the Dream Seller)
Hey! Dewd Are you nuts….
Huh you got Dreams to sell….
Are you the Santa Claus who was sleeping last year?
And has just wok up and come to sell dreams here…
He ignores them…
Dreams to sell…Dreams to sell…
Think twice, decide fast…ring the bell
I got dreams to sell…
Oki…I have dream…
I wanaa do something to prove myself.
To shine like a star, to glow like a spark.
To begin with, Can you pass me my high School with highest marks?
Bearded man waves his magic wand….
And sings a weird chant…
Granted kid granted whatever you want….
(A young man of 21 walks to the Dream Seller)
Old man! Are you all right…?
Trying to fool people in broad daylight.
He ignores them…
Dreams to sell…Dreams to sell…
Think twice, decide fast…ring the bell
I got dreams to sell…
Oki! You know we just broke off…. I am really done
She ignores me. I tried to clear the misunderstanding but she continued to walk….
Can you help me out…can you make her talk?
Bearded man waves his magic wand….
And sings a weird chant…
Granted kid granted whatever you want….
(A old couple in their 60’s walks to the Dream Seller)
Dream seller. Oh Dream seller…
I hear them shout…
Can you please help us get back our dreams…can you help us out?
We also had Dreams, which we sold….
And now we want them back. But we are too old….
Bearded man looks at them puzzled.. Sold your dreams? Are you also Dream Seller?
We are not, but yes we sold our Dreams…
For our sons first toy car, for his costly ice-cream…
We sold our dreams to send him to school…
Sleeping half fed to dress him up, so that he looks cool…
We sold our dreams, for his adidas T-shirt and shoes of Nike…
He goes to university now he needs his bike…
He’s married know and he’s gone…
Says we are old, orthodox…. down
So he left us and lives on the others side of town…
We have no dreams now. No reason to live…
So thought you would help us. If ya gtcha one dream to give.
He couldn’t ignore them…
I could see sweats on his forehead…his eyes getting wet…
Magic wand slipping for the first time, fails to set…
Couple understood his state and I could see them cry…
Took a deep breath and said…
When our own son dint how can we ask you to try??? How can we ask you to try???…
Dream seller fell on the ground as the couple walked away dreaming of the dreams they sold to make their son’s dream come true.
Vinni Say’s: We all have a Dream Seller at our own home (Couple) who’s been selling their Dreams to make your Dreams come true. You can neither pay back nor can give their dream back but at least make them a part of your Dreams coz u never know---- to see your dream come true was their biggest dream.
12 comments:
Beautiful poem Vinny!! Really beautiful... One o the few poems that brings images in front of ur eyes... U know what i could really see the dream-seller, the kid, the youth n the ol'couple.. I swear, there is more depth in poetry than mere wrds. and a poem that portrays images is in the true sense the essence of poetry. Even the message is conveyed beautifully, dewd!! keep goin... if u write more such poetry, please do send it over to me.. :)
Aur bata kya chal raha hai.. dost!!...
-kev
sahi hai....abhi tum jeevan ke aur pahuluoon main ja rahe hoo ...it is really good......keep it up more to expect from you............
sahi hai....abhi tum jeevan ke aur pahuluoon main ja rahe hoo ...it is really good......keep it up more to expect from you............
harihar
hi.
very well written dude...! really touchy..
siddhartha gave me the link to your blog!
- vipul.
Hi vinni....i ve no doubts while writing tht this is one of the best poems i ve ever read in my life..really while reading i cud feel it all...i cant explain how i felt while reading..rarely it happens that u really feel something different while reading a poem...
i dont know if i m right..but in my view i wud say tht this is ur best poem..
Hats off vinni...good work..!!!
I AM PROUD OF MY SON. " DREAM SELLER" IS A BEAUTIFUL POEM.CONGRATES.I LOVE YOU, KEEP IT UP.
"PAPA"
I'M HAPPY YOU HAVE'NT FORGOTTEN YOUR ROOTS BUT I'LL BE HAPPIER IF THE SAME FEELING CONTINUES EVEN IF SOMEONE COMES IN YOUR LIFE AS A PARTNER.
SWADHIN UNCLE.
I AM PROUD OF MY SON. " DREAM SELLER" IS A BEAUTIFUL POEM.CONGRATES.I LOVE YOU, KEEP IT UP.
"PAPA"
It is a very touching poem. Brings one close to their parents.
you rock!!! I'm addicted to ur blogs... keep up the good work:)
I remember i read this one for the first time long back...today again while reading all ur other blogs came across this one...and still felt the same way as i felt before...the magic of this one hasn't faded yet...and it will never...i know...
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