Damn the dream!

I woke up and tried to get up,
But neither could move nor talk,
I saw my family around me,
Shocked and shaking me from sleep.

I was awake, yet couldn’t shout,
Stiff I felt and heavy was my heart,
Was that fear or coma?
Felt a ton on me and was immovable.

Was rushed to a doctor, everyone crying,
I tried but could move only my thumb,
Which none noticed or cared!
But I gathered my strength to shout.

Nothing happened but a sharp pain,
That was too painful and unbearable,
Pulled myself and shouted loudly,
Gasping for breath, cursing the damn dream.

Kavitha Patchamalai

Have No Regrets

Until the desire becomes a regret,
It’s a dream that needs a push.
Push with all your strength,
But do not wait for the right time.
Some dream and never step up,
And live with the burning desire helpless.
Expect no one to kindle your dream,
For it’s you who must make a big leap.
Wait for none to climb the ladder,
For you must take it one by one.
One may go up and one may not,
Yet there’s nothing wrong to try.
It’s doesn’t matter if you reach the top,
But it does if you don’t climb.
As you grow old, may have regrets,
That you should have chased your dream.

Kavitha Patchamalai