Dreamers

 “Dreamers have their own world”, I didn’t remember where I have read this line but this is true. All the dreamers have their own keys to unlock the puzzle of their lives. While having the evening tea, I am thinking to close my eyes and surrender myself to the dreams. Maybe they let me inside, and I can see myself in a different way as I have never seen before.

I am a dreamer, for me dreams are like a home,

I feel warmth in their presence, when I am cold and alone,

I agree they are not real but not so far,

Maybe like a horizon, you can see their love inside,

But you can’t hold them always,

Because sometimes their region is so wide,

Sometimes dreams are like a calm stream,

You can let your thoughts to float there,

And with time you can add more threads,

At last you might get a brand new picture, with more exciting layers,

Dreams are like your own breath, you can feel them at anytime,

You don’t need anything for them, you don’t need anyone,

They are always with you, even you are not,

Maybe they are not always in your preference,

But you always come along with them as their first thought,

 I know like me, we all are dreamers in our own way,

That’s why I want you to hold my hands and close your eyes,

Leave all your thoughts, even the sulky mind,

Dream with me, and try to find out ourselves in unseen lies.