Do you dream? What is your dream?
For everybody has a dream,
Actually many different dreams.
For everybody has a dream,
Actually many different dreams.
And these dreams again are of many different kinds.
You may dream many a dreams in a lifetime of dreaming!
They say, when you are too tired, you sleep dreamless.
I have never slept dreamless.
You may dream many a dreams in a lifetime of dreaming!
They say, when you are too tired, you sleep dreamless.
I have never slept dreamless.
May be I have never been too tired to dream.
Some dreams keep you awake.
And with some others?
You try hard to fall back asleep so that you can start dreaming again.
They once said dreams are black and white
Some dreams keep you awake.
And with some others?
You try hard to fall back asleep so that you can start dreaming again.
They once said dreams are black and white
But then they changed their mind about it.
My dreams never followed their opinion.
Sometimes they appear in rainbow colors as if you are looking through a kaleidoscope
At times they are all grey as if no other color is left in the universe!
They also say we can not create a new face in our dreams.
My dreams never followed their opinion.
Sometimes they appear in rainbow colors as if you are looking through a kaleidoscope
At times they are all grey as if no other color is left in the universe!
They also say we can not create a new face in our dreams.
May be that's why your face keeps appearing in my dream.
I do not remember the last time I met you in person.
I do not think of you in real life
I can not tolerate the possibility of meeting you again
But in my dreams your entry is abundant ...
Why? I have still not figured out.
Some dreams recur. Like that big ball of salt in my dream
It starts rolling towards me as I run down a slope.
Neither the slope ends nor the ball stops rolling
I pant and sweat and lose all my breath
I do everything to get rid of the salt ball,
And then wake up breathing heavily.
At times life imitates dreams.
In a kind of your dreams you start at a train station and wait for the train to arrive.
All excited, happy and full of anticipation
You board the train with others, chat, eat, chat some more.
You walk up and down the carriage but
Never reach your destination.Never.
They say, you never reach anywhere in your dreams
What they did not say, your life imitates the dream at times. .
And then there is that dream....
I have finally pushed aside all of your work,
The synthesizer and the rest of the world..
And finally been able make some space,
In that small single bed by the window for me.
The possibility keeps me awake the rest of the night...
May be another time....may be in another life....
I do not remember the last time I met you in person.
I do not think of you in real life
I can not tolerate the possibility of meeting you again
But in my dreams your entry is abundant ...
Why? I have still not figured out.
Some dreams recur. Like that big ball of salt in my dream
It starts rolling towards me as I run down a slope.
Neither the slope ends nor the ball stops rolling
I pant and sweat and lose all my breath
I do everything to get rid of the salt ball,
And then wake up breathing heavily.
At times life imitates dreams.
In a kind of your dreams you start at a train station and wait for the train to arrive.
All excited, happy and full of anticipation
You board the train with others, chat, eat, chat some more.
You walk up and down the carriage but
Never reach your destination.Never.
They say, you never reach anywhere in your dreams
What they did not say, your life imitates the dream at times. .
And then there is that dream....
I have finally pushed aside all of your work,
The synthesizer and the rest of the world..
And finally been able make some space,
In that small single bed by the window for me.
The possibility keeps me awake the rest of the night...
May be another time....may be in another life....
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