Dream

Dreams feels me as sacred in its own terms Sometimes it comes and gives pleasure I can see my departed relatives in my dreams whose memories are more important to me Dreams that I see in my sound sleep in night Have such a curse of forgetting afterwards The dreams stored in memories in such times Are generally deleted by the human brain The air travel still I had no experience at all Have I experienced in my sweet dreams remember From where did such memories and dreams comes from Beyond my intelligence and thoughts of the time Dreams felt as the unfulfilled events of life That came and seems to be true in the exhibition Dreams I love much in the sweet dreams of dear ones Whom I loved in such an attraction of my youth.