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.