Dreams

And life goes on….
Dreams often ask me,
Why did I desert them?
Why I no longer walk their way
Why I no more stop by and say hello
The melody of colours no longer resonates
And the dreams don’t last a dreamy night
Dreams often ask me,
Why did I desert them?

Conflict

To be or not to be?

A moment to question,

But the moment is not too keen.

The real and the unreal…

Presents the tug of war at hand.

Even as the unreal snide away the treachery of the real,

The train moves to a world unseen;

And I saunter away into what could have been!