The Insanity of Dreams

Another night falls

Another moon

Crosses my dark Blue skies

The moonlight – An old forgotten friend

Piercing my dead slumber

Lets out a cry

Wake up! it says

Follow me

Together we can

Still catch that dream

There is time still

Dawn is yet far

Nothing is impossible

In these surreal hours

I wake not

I have sunk too deep

Now I too

Have begun to believe

In the rationality of day

And insanity of dreams


12 Comments Add yours

  1. Dreams are, indeed, crazy. Love this poem, my friend. Hope your week is going well.

    Hugs from Ecuador,

    1. thanks kathy, for the stop by 🙂 The week is going well. It is Diwali time here and thing are even more crazier than usual 🙂

  2. Anonymous says:

    Sapna love to read ur wake up calls !

    1. Thank you 🙂 BTW who is ‘someone’?

  3. This is lovely, dreams are indeed a strange time of in-between. Those wake-up calls often unwelcome.

    1. That is so true. Dreams really are a weird combination of the real world and the world in out heads…. and many times truer than the real! Thanks for stopping by Valentine

  4. Pune Diaries says:

    Hey! Your blog is an interesting read! Check out our blog all the talking and listening taking place in the city of Pune!

    1. will do. thanks for visiting me

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