Some days my dreams are
Vast, stretching far
Beyond the horizon, bursting
With ambition, my soul thirsting
For fame, fortune, grandeur-
Some days these things hold their allure
Enticing me- I run in their pursuit
Until my mind makes an observation astute
That they are dreams, improbable it might be
For them, the light of the day to see..
Some days when I am lonely
In my dreams I just long to be
Surrounded by love and laughter
Familial bonds are what I lust after
I dream of my family being in the same place
Not separated in time and space..
Though this dream is not as rich in ambition
The idea of one big happy family is still utopian..
Some days my dreams shrink some more
Swathed in exhaustion, my limbs feeling sore
Constantly running on the hamster wheel
My senses are blunted, benumbed I feel
All I can dream of is a pillow to sleep
In a dreamless slumber, a sleep so deep
It erases all vestiges of consciousness
I wake up rested, and then- I confess-
My dreams take the expansive route again
I start chasing them once more, often in vain..
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