Sunday, August 12, 2007

silent dreams

Silent dreams,

My silent dreams….

No one knows,

They are the dead trees.

Like a river

Long gone,

Erased from history

None to mourn

As against rule

They are not sad

I enjoy their demise

Makes me less bad

No trumpets

No glory

Mediocre is the road I tread

And I don’t feel sorry

Divinity

Is but an illusion

A fake disguise

A false sensation

And yet,

The flights of fantasy

The pleasures of the dream

Dwells deep in secrecy

1 comment:

jedi said...

Loved the wordplay..particularly the 'as against rule' bit.
abe, its been abt two months. come up with a new post. asap..