Into the dreams
Into the dreams
The plain land
No emotions, no feelings.
What place is this?
I carried myself out.
But never came back
to the same old place again
I wonder
and then forget
to take things back.
You call dream a 'dream'
The leftover of a night
hanging by a faint
stain
on my lips.
What place is this?
I can only see
my reflection
in the water
When she is around
standing close.
The water has gone blind
For not being able to see
She is not just
a pure thought.
I'm bemused
if images were ever made on water
Or images disappear on water
Into the dreams
the only place
where I find love.
Into my dreams
the only place left
where love can be found.
I live life
as a dream
only to prolong
or extend
my version of happiness.
Sometimes
when
a dream
does not
stop or start
at the dawn
of a new day.
You
can say
that
life is trying to make itself ready for you.