The Dream Collection: A Selection of Poems

By Sylvia Pandit

Written whimsically by dreamer Sylvia Pandit, The Dream Collection entails musings of her imaginary world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Nov 21, 2019
• ISBN: 9781532089121

Sylvia Pandit

Sylvia Pandit grew up in a historical town in Dhaka, Bangladesh. At the tender age of just 4 years old, Sylvia experienced what few have – the atrocities of war and the deep suffering that ensued afterwards. She has since then, dedicated her life to telling the stories of those involved in the conflict and aspires to find resolve in sharing her memories of those dark months.

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ISBN: 978-1-5320-8911-4 (sc)

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iUniverse rev. date: 11/21/2019

Contents

The Mountain and the Cloud

In the lift

Avoid

Be smart

Sparkling light

Never Regret

The Rain

Making You Fool

The Rain

It’s You

The Singing Birds

Prophet Moses

The Moment

The River

The Cute Little Bird

Honey Needs Money

Three Words

Wishes

Hate You

Red Carpet

Hope

Love

The Gorgeous World

A Journey By Train

Blinking

Make Your Life Better

Little Squirrel

Silver Light

Black

Wondering

They Met In A Crowded Place (Part I)

They Met In A Crowded Place (Part II)

Cinderella

Roman Holiday

If

May Be

The Roots

Don’t Let It Go

The Last Departure

Can’t Call It Illicit

The Birds Are Happy

It’s My Time

Fall

Dedicated to dreamers everywhere

The Mountain and the Cloud

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                        One day Princess Cloud

                        Was requesting the mountain,

                        Oh dear Mountain could you please

                        Let me rest on your chest?

                        I am tired dear Mountain!

                        For a long time I have been

                        Moving here and there

                        Now I want to rest

                        Would you please give me space

                        On your chest?

                        Listening to Princess Cloud

                        Mountain became happy

                        Then he offered the Princess

                        I will give you space

                        If I get you forever in my chest

                        Listening to the offer of the Mountain,

                        Princess Cloud got hurt,

                        In reply she said,

                        If I would be yours,

                        Do you have any idea of

                        What would happen

                        To the world?

                        Who would pour the water

                        In to the world?

                        If the world would not get water,

                        the land would be dry,

                        Humans would be in trouble,

                        The nature would be lost,

                        Nothing would remain

                        Then what would happen?

                        No one would visit you

                        To enjoy your beauty,

                        No one would look at you

                        To feel your stature,

                        I would never come to you

                        To share my experience.

                        Please don’t love me

                        Dear Mountain.

                        No one can separate us,

                        If we would be just friends.

                        If you stay on the chest of

                        The world and

                        If I play in the blue sky

In the lift

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                            I was watching them,

                            Staying inside the lift.

                            They were two,

                            A boy and a girl,

                            I was in between them.

                            They were doing nothing,

                            But staring and smiling.