Dream Poem by Devraj Harikrishna

My heart…
An uncontrolled heart
Committed countless mistakes
Appraisal is valueless
Things may be true or fake.

Always it thinks to touch the sky
By killing the valuable time
Fails, and questioned why?
Bows down in shame

It sails on the cloud
Trap to the stars
Shouts very loud
If they are little far

Playing with the moon
Is its relaxation…
Compete to Mr. Sun
Is its prime action

My thinking…
Is a never ending
Process
It does not wish for
Failure or success

It only loves to see
A heaven in this world
It wants to mend a key
To make free all bird.

It is not possible in real
So, I like to dream
I do not bother, where I am
I know what I mean