Sandcastles

I build castles in the sand
with footprints of the past
traversing roads roads in time
which did not live up to
promises of childhood
yet, the castles are intact….

A strange creature turns in sleep
dreams of the castles 
he will build over mine
and unleash a new era
ruled by what I called anti-gods
but they are Gods of their own worlds…


hope writes stories
to obliterate the existence
of this creature
about to wake up and act
…gets overruled and overrun
by gods of the future


the castles are intact
doling out impossible dreams 
to new aspirants in the world
-A kid hoists a new flag on it
and proclaims
the future is mine
you keep your dreams.

dVerse — Poetics — The Vatic Voice