Let me dream...

Dreams,
Don’t know, if they really have their own existence.
Or they are like sand hills on golden desert,
That changes its place every morning,
Or they loose their existence
In the midnight’s sand storm.

Don’t know,
About those fearless eyes,
Who dream for no reasons,
But they dream.
And they dream for everything,
Which is beyond their hands,
And beyond their reality.
Like the stars,
Who doesn’t loose their brightness,
No matters, if that day or night,
Its our poor eyes,
Who can’t see them,
But they remain there, always.

No one can define the boundaries,
Neither can create walls.
One don’t need eyes,
One don’t need sight.
Just wish for,
And can see them in real.
“Real” in unreal world.
But yes there’s a truth,
A reality in the real world.
An unwanted satisfaction,
And non desired happiness.

Let me laugh,
Let me smile,
Let me live,
And let me dream.
Like the sun rise,
And the sun sets.
And anything can change in between this.
The real world can turn into,
An unreal world, and vise-versa.

So again, let me laugh,
Let me smile,
Let me live,
And let me dream.


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