Dreams— they are lovely.

They place new possibilities

in front of me. 

They bring new hope and positivity.

They inject in me

zeal and vitality.

 

Dreams— they scare me.

They bring with them uncertainty

and some questions to seek

answers, some fears to seek remedy.

They show me unknown faces

and known yet unknown places

and present themselves in phases

about whom I know nothing.

 

Dreams—they keep me awake. 

I keep my rest at stake.

Dreams of happiness

don’t let me sleep

and fearful dreams

inculcate anxiety in me.

These dreams keep running

in my head persistently.