Every cloud’s a dream
Ayan Adak
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Copyright 2014 Ayan Adak
ISBN: 9781310856532
Cover design by Ayan Adak
Contents
Every cloud’s a dream
When yesterday keeps calling
Ode to the blue mountains
What’s a little hope
The piper of joy
Wings of gold
Give to me a little smile
Emptiness
Duality
Alstonia
Upon the paths you tread
Awaiting the nor’wester
Meet you again on a cloudy day
Realization
Rain in the mountains
On a rainy sunday morn
Listening to the road
A child’s dream
Uncertainty
Truth
And yet I silent wait
Yesterday
Lights in the shadows
Conversation with the Almighty
Street lights
Lost
Questions
An elf, a fairy, a dragon and me
You might have told me once
At the end of night
Every day is an empty page
The shepherd and the swan
A teardrop
Tears
One day in the times ahead
Sudden thunder
When Sam crossed the scarecrow
Hope
Lines written on an autumn day
First rains
About the writer
Every cloud’s a dream
Upon the blue seas of the sky
Every cloud you see,
Is a little dream that someone had,
Just like you and me
For every time a dreamer brave
Hopes with little doubt,
He paints a part in the canvas sky -
A future in a cloud
And thus the clouds sail patiently
Upon their playground vast,
Waiting silent for their dreams
To come to life at last
But not for once should we ever think
They leave our sides at all,
And how we rise or fall
For people change and grow up fast
Their hopes, they waver too
And once they give up, melts away
Their clouds into the blue
But there are those with heartfelt tears
Who in spite of all the pain,
Carry on for the rainbow joy,
They hope after the rain
For them, the sunset sky adorns
Their clouds in brightest hue,
Whispering in their golden hearts:
‘Tomorrow waits for you’
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When yesterday keeps calling
When yesterday keeps calling,
More often than we care,
Perhaps somewhere it’s wedged in grief
More than it could share;
And hence the tears from long ago,
Spill into now, today,
No matter how far we walk ahead
We hear those echoes play.
But the fault, it lies in our feeble hearts
That can’t accept what’s dead,
In the wistfulness of happier times,
We cling to the pains instead.
How long before immature minds
Will get the truth to see,
That yesterday’s like a caged bird,
It’s time we set it free…
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Ode to the blue mountains
Sing for me to the mountains blue
That lie yonder in your land,
Sing for me yet one more song
To them mountains, old and grand
For deep within the bushland trails,
I’ve walked so many a day,
That in that gaze and in that sun,
I gave my heart away
And all the love I ever gave,
The hills, they gave me more,
(Hence, so far am I, yet winds bring back
Memories from that shore)
And in those falls and trees and skies,
And all the world I knew,
I have sung my song of joy and pain
Therein the days I grew
And if you ever find that love
For your mountains far and blue,
You’ll hear an echo, deep somewhere
Of someone just like you
Then sing for me to the mountains blue
That lie yonder in your land,
Yes, sing for me yet one more song
To them mountains, old and grand…
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What’s a little hope
No strength I seek to cross the seas,
No angel wings to sail the breeze,
No godly gift for a golden deed,
A little hope is all I need
“What’s a little hope?” the night may doubt
When a drop of tear whispers out,
To look at stars with bleary eyes
And know somehow, the sun will rise…
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The piper of joy
In darkness glum, I’d lost my way,
When a piper met me one fine day,
And played a song of what a hue -
That woke me up in life anew!
I asked enthused, “Teach me the song!”
When he merrily said and moved along,
“Keep that smile upon your face -
You’ll learn it all from your joyous days”
So, thence I wore that happy smile,
Through the ups and downs in life for miles,
How else would I ever get to sing-
The song that Life alone could bring?
And often though were cloudy skies
I had to wear my smiling guise,
But each day taught me one new note
To walk on forth and stay afloat
After months of walking hard and long,
I felt one day I’d learnt that song,
But I knew I needed it no more –
For I had learnt a lot in the days before
I now could smile through all my pains,
Which gave me hope to rise again,
(For thorns will always deck your way –
But you must move on everyday)
I thanked the piper ‘gain, in turn
For all that he had made me learn –
What of the song? Wont that you ask?
Well, it had to serve me one more task
For while I sprinted on my way
I found a soul in gloom one day,
And I had to give what came to me
So I sang again to set him free…
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Wings of gold
Grant me a pair of golden wings
To help me fly away:
That in unknown lands where you get lost,
You find me wait your way
Grant me a pair of golden wings
That in this world so wide:
A single time you think of me
You’d find me by your side
And grant me wings of magical hope
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nbsp; Back in time to sail,
To help you smile and wipe your tears
In all the times you failed
But mortals frail that we all are
Where do I find such wings?
To which I hear your mature song
That the wind from faraway brings:
‘What need of wings that never are?
Let’s love the world as is,
Let memories be the hope I seek,
Your smile the source of bliss’
‘And every time I fall in doubt,
Which way in life to choose
That you’d trust my every move
Is proof I’ll never lose’
‘That you would sail the seven seas
Every time I cried
Is strength enough for me to know
You are always by my side…’
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Give to me a little smile
Give to me a little smile, to chase my clouds away,
Oh grant me your little smile to ring a sunny day.
For in that smile, I find your joy, to gently kiss my heart,
Urging me to look ahead – there’s always another start
But so far is your wonder smile, wherever would I seek?
Why are you so far away? Won’t my world turn bleak?
And then I strangely hear your words, singing soft in glee,
To close my eyes and look within, to find your smile in me…
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Emptiness
I see resentment in the eyes of the sun,
And disappointment in the horizon
The clouds, though late come sullenly
And simply ask, what have I done?
The painter me while coming here,
Had lost his painting brush somewhere,
And now, under the twilight sky,
I lose that self without a care
And someday, not so consciously,
I’ll be someone not meant to be,
Like many others who lose their way
Or pretend that they are carefree
And even if the Fates someday,
Drop a canvas-brush upon my way
I won’t understand the mockery
Oblivious – I will move away…
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Duality
How sad am I,
That my garden primroses,
Have withered and said goodbye,
How glad my primroses,
That I sit and mournful sigh…
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Alstonia
These are but flowers no more,
Upon a dusky autumn glow,
They are sweet floating memories
Of time that used to flow
Clusters of flowers, no more –
Each bud a yesterday,
Or another year of deciduous love
That came and went away
Ah! This sweet incense of life,
Why does it pain me so?
Perhaps, I inhale a different world
Where no longer can I go
Dearest blossoms - You bring forth tears
But please never fail to bloom –
For the absence of your memories
Will cry out deeper gloom
And thus I smile, for in this fall:
The buds I see above -
They bring back days that never