Dreams
A gathering of familiar faces
Of relatives and of friends
A vexing thought revisited
In the canvas of my dream
From the inner recesses
Out of the blue
Objects, characters and emotions
Enact the play in my mind
Screams and sighs
Echoes of laughter
Chased by a tiger
Fights with that school bully
A medley of thoughts
Hidden desires
Resurface and unfold
In a whole new world
A reverie to remember
Or a nightmare best forgotten
Lost in this maze
Of my minds kaleidoscope
The alarm ring resonates
And I wake up with a start
Befuddled by this conundrum
That they call ‘A Dream’
© copyright skm, 2nd June 2012
A lovely poem!
wonderful imaginations.
dreams could be sad or mysterious.
cheers.
thanks for the poetry and entry.
thanks Aya:)