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Dreamer's Reality

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updated: January 2018

Welcome to the entrance of Dreamer's Reality. Beyond this page you will experience a large collection of poetic thoughts, pictures and different views of life... Hundreds of poets and writers from all over the world share their dreams and realities in their words here..

I hope you enjoy the light and dark world of dreams... (Even though they may sometimes go beyond normal realities grasp.) ...And please... feel free to participate in the on going collections of poetry, with your own poem and writing submissions. You are invited to let the writers know how you feel about their writings by leaving comments on their work..There is something for everyone here at Dreamer's Reality..

-Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)

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Poem of the Hour


Passing Through Turmoil Of Microbe…. (experiences During Covid 19)
Author: M B J Pancras

From elsewhere there sneaked a microbe into the tunnel of human life,
It was a soundless and creepy intrusion into the spine of life,
There felt a slight tremor in the breath of mankind,
But it was the tremor of the tremors of the early days,
So it was thought to keep it away from sense.
Tremors after tremors shook the plates of human existence,
A grip of fear struck the face of life on earth,
Like volcanic eruptions the microbe plagued the human life,
Terror on mirrors reflected on all corners,
It is microcosmic pandemic strangling the human oxygen.
The world shook to its core in the intensity of malicious virus.
Barriers and Blockades lifted betwixt people,
Intimacy and affinity turned distance and aloofness,
Neighbours turned third parties; folks beyond one’s reach,
Likes and dislikes cannot be counted,
For survival on earth hath taken the priority,
Societies walk with masks and hand gloves,
Citizens’ dreams buried deep with a shake in hope.
Lock downs and curfews threatened human survival,
The terror of bankruptcy erupted ‘cross the horizons,
The spiteful microbe drained countless lives.
Piles of coffins seemed to groom the bed of earth.
Yet, life is to lead till the last breath goes,
And so measures propelled into every corner,
There exist new dimensions of subsistence in mankind’s life,
New passages, novel pathways and innovative roads are made,
A new-fangled scenario lets the story go with new episodes,
Existence in individual thinking turned a new leaf,
Workable units established in homes and chambers,
Rest to physical activity, and test to mental task,
Novel plots with technical genres enacted and reacted,
Time wasted once is regretted and a new feel aroused,
Countless pages in creativity added beauty to the world of learning,
Learning through internet hath taken new challenges in life,
Hectic schedule in daily chores rules individuals’ life,
Restriction to outdoor jogging, Permission to indoor chess,
New thoughts with new dictionary pipelined,
New sprouts, tender stems, novel leaves nourished,
Scholastic sculptures take the root of pioneering art,
Awakening of mind with colourful contemplations,
Exit of monotonous enactments, entry of manifold expressions,
Handcuffed hands learnt life skill hobbies,
Mickey Mouse turned Master learner,
The engine of the mind triggered to create novelties,
Trivialities moulded scientific experiments,
Amidst petty skirmishes life turns thriving culture,
And becoming a student of Nature,
Watching the raining rain, soaked in sunny radiation,
Behind the doors, within the walls,
Travelling across the virtual world,
Texting time pass messages, watching vibrant movies,
Living with delicious snacks and dishes,
Hide and seek with pets and siblings,
Moments of time groomed with brushes and panels,
Learning the life of defence ‘gainst threats of pandemic,
Frolic fun with gymnastic tumbles,
Papa’s rebukes and mama’s hugs cherish my bond with them,
Chats with my pals as my pastime logic,
I learnt logarithms and algorithms of life.
With a new design set a novel infrastructure of life,
With all these a new beginning for new phase of life,
The sun rises in the east as always does,
But the sun with new radiance will rise in the same east,
And shares the same radiance with the nightly moon to shine,
Amidst those numberless twinkling stars of creativity.
The world has to walk through thistles and thorns,
And this is the logic of life on earth.


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