# One More Dream #

This is a reflection on the loneliness of modern life, where relationships often hide behind polite conversations and smiles.

Through images of lost dreams and silent struggles, the poem shows the strength of the human spirit. It reminds us that even after heartbreak and loss, hope remains, allowing for new dreams.

# One More Dream #

You ask me,
“How have you been?”
through hurried calls
and familiar words,
but silence stands between us,
wearing the mask of affection.

The city sparkles—
glass towers glow,
lit windows,
and carefully rehearsed smiles.
Yet behind closed doors,
people sit with their darkness,
learning to survive it alone.

Our dreams lie scattered
like kites cut loose from their strings,
caught in the branches of passing days.

Still,
inside the heart,
small birds keep beating their wings—
bruised by longing,
unyielding in hope.

For the heart remembers
what the weary mind forgets:
that even after storms,
even after falling,
broken wings still ache for flight.

And somewhere beyond
the darkening horizon,
where lost prayers and
forgotten wishes rest,
the sky remains wide enough
for one more dream.

(Vijay Verma)
 www.retiredkalam.com



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  1. very nice .

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  2. A deeply philosophical reflection on the human condition. The poem gently reveals that loneliness is not merely the absence of company, but the distance between outward appearances and inner realities.

    Yet its greatest insight lies in the truth that hope is more fundamental than despair.

    Dreams may be broken, but the heart continues to seek the horizon. Perhaps that is the essence of being human not that we never fall, but that we never cease to dream one more dream.

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    • Thank you for this thoughtful reflection. I wholeheartedly agree that the poem’s quiet wisdom lies in its recognition that hope often survives where certainty does not.
      Loneliness can exist even in crowded rooms, hidden behind composed smiles and familiar routines, yet the human spirit possesses an extraordinary resilience. We grieve, we stumble, and we carry the weight of disappointments, but still we dare to imagine a brighter horizon.
      Perhaps that is our greatest strength—not that we are untouched by despair, but that we continue to nurture hope and dream one more dream, even after the heart has known heartbreak.

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  3. This does resonate, as I’ve been living by myself for the last two or three weeks, waiting for my wife to move north.

    I spent a lot of time talking to myself.

    Americans are great at Small talk, German’s not so much

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    • I can imagine this resonating even more deeply under those circumstances. A few weeks of living alone can make the house feel strangely different—quieter, slower, and sometimes a little too spacious for one’s thoughts. Talking to yourself becomes less a sign of eccentricity and more a way of keeping company with your own reflections.

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  4. Dreams are never-ending. Besides poem, Verma

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  5. Dreams are never-ending. A beautiful poem, Verma

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words. 🌷

      I wholeheartedly agree—dreams are never-ending. Even when some fade away or break apart, the human heart has an extraordinary ability to imagine, hope, and begin again. Perhaps that is one of our greatest strengths: no matter how many disappointments life brings, we somehow find the courage to make room for one more dream.

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