I boarded a caravan, I knew where it headed,
My eyes never perceived.
I shut my lids slow,
The subconscious tale sails,
Side to side infinite yellow flow,
I see a far-away giant fan, a wooden hut in fourth quadrant,
Is it natural wind, or did fan blow??
I regret I saw this dream,
For it took away the surprise,
And now it’s not special,
Led me excitement deprive.
I dreamt- you beautiful,
saw you loving,
every step of yours, before you even move,
every hug of ours, before it even soothe.
I want no trance, no more!
Entice me oh you beauty,
Amaze me with your love,
Paint the world of mine,
So that when I open my eyes this time,
I doubt if, this, I could possibly dream.
I wish one miraculous untold journey with you,
So, I wish one roving with you.
Todays poetry contest submission was written by Shubham Agarwal.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2014?