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Dreams
Dreams!!!!
We do not have them but are inspired
Attentive and centered
Cool and silent
Relative in measure and selfish in real
Their birth is in pile; a newly-built castle with towers.
Magnificence of its charm amazes our mental engineering and horrifies our awe
We do not cherish dreams but are induced!
So, they are
a shelter of future by fear of very now.
So, they are dreams
vexation of mind to rid of fermentation of soul
guards of logic in rain of voids
mother of thoughts and reason of life
dry in babel of vapours
wet in sands of deserts
blood boils
and time pauses
seconds are hours
so directions are
confused
shattered
but end point is in front of all
Perhaps, they are dreams! Perhaps…………………………..
In the romance of my field, I’ll toil.
Labor, till my sweat makes me tired and wet in real.
I’ll labor! How long the way is!
whilst I am seeing it clear!
Where are you?
See the glance of nature in my tear!
Perhaps, I am real
whilst I see you clear!
hold my hand and let me explain
touch everything in village of not real
In the romance of my field, I’ll be real!… …………….
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