Dream Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Dreams feels me as sacred in its own terms
Sometimes it comes and gives pleasure
I can see my departed relatives in my dreams
whose memories are more important to me

Dreams that I see in my sound sleep in night
Have such a curse of forgetting afterwards
The dreams stored in memories in such times
Are generally deleted by the human brain

The air travel still I had no experience at all
Have I experienced in my sweet dreams remember
From where did such memories and dreams comes from
Beyond my intelligence and thoughts of the time

Dreams felt as the unfulfilled events of life
That came and seems to be true in the exhibition
Dreams I love much in the sweet dreams of dear ones
Whom I loved in such an attraction of my youth.