DREAMS AND MEMORIES

When I was younger , I used to dream – vividly and all the time,

I used to dream so hard that sometimes I would confuse them for memories

But real memories intrude now ,And they wont let me dream anymore

I used to dream of vast vistas of stunning landscapes ,I used to dream of breathtaking beauty

But now ,when I close my eyes , all I see are hovels and broken houses ,black soot and vile smoke

I used to dream of great friendships , bonds of brotherhood and undying loyalty

But now when I close my eyes , all I see are people I failed and people who failed me

I used to dream of love , of being somebody’s safe haven and finding one for myself

But now when I close my eyes , all I feel is pain and hurt and the rising bile of cynicism

I used to dream of adventures , of riding dragons and scaling peaks

But now when I close my eyes , all I see is my daily commute

I used to dream of being wise , of being endowed with an ageless and peerless foresight

But now when I close my eyes , all I can do is cringe at my never ending follies

I used to dream of a world of my own , a world of warmth and of kindness

But now when I close my eyes , all I can feel is the utter coldness of the world I live in

If only the dreams of my younger self could be the memories of my older one

I am scared now , really scared for I am beginning to forget my dreams

My dreams may be unreal but they give me sustenance ,

My memories are all too real and are poison

So everyday I pray , I plead and I beg the universe

Please give me my unreal dreams back , for I cannot bear to live with my real memories.