Late Dream Poem by Aftab Alam

Late Dream

Rating: 4.5


Bird was flying lavishly, un-cared, unheard
Over the dale, over the field; with no shield
Enjoying the freedom, Singing, dreaming,
Thinking: “Ah! So beautiful is the dream of a bird”

A farmer boy with catapult was guarding the yield,
Paddy crops swaying, dancing with proud of care,
Boy, seeing the bird tried to fulfilled his dream..
One small pebbles that he took and hit the bird,

Ah! Dream fallen on ground circling, cursing to fate,
Boy enjoyed with dream that was dead-late dream

Thursday, March 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 04 September 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Aftab. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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Khairul Ahsan 11 March 2020

Aftab can read your poems no more. This is the last poem he wrote/posted on this site. He fell sick on the same day he posted this, while returning from work and died in a hospital later. May God rest his soul in peace!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 31 March 2015

Very nice presentation about Dream. Best word play, deep speculation. Many thanks.......10

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David Wood 17 August 2015

Hi Aftab, Lovely poem. I day dream all the time!

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 19 March 2015

One dream fulfilled another shattered by the same event. Beautifully tackled in the poem. Thank you.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 11 February 2022

Dream fallen on ground... wonderful expression.

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Chinedu Dike 11 February 2022

An insightful piece of poetry...

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Susan Williams 28 October 2020

note Khairul Ahsan's comment below. May he rest in sleep while we still enjoy his poetry

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Susan Williams 24 September 2020

Boy, seeing the bird tried to fulfilled his dream.. One small pebbles that he took and hit the bird, - - - - - - - the action and the reaction can haunt a little boy for a long long time

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Khairul Ahsan 11 March 2020

My heart is wrenched, thinking that this is the last poem you posted on this site. You fell unconscious on your way back home from work, on the same day you posted this poem, and never regained your consciousness. May Allah SWT rest your soul in peace and grant you Jannah! The poem seems ominous, on hindsight.

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