Dreams Poem by Terry Coates

A dream
Dreams are the essence of life
Within the lines of happiness
It takes you to place you have never been
Never went
Or make your fantasies come true
It what makes us who we are
It makes us human
It makes you see things that you have forgot
Or need back in your life
It lets you see the past present and future
It is an ability to have to harness
And express with others around you
It what makes people free from everything
From sunrise to sunset
A dream

A dream
Dreams can be harmful and hateful
Between the boundaries of anger
The boundaries of love
The boundaries of hate
The boundaries of depression
The boundaries of being deceived
Dreams can make you kill your close ones
Dreams can make you hate your friends
Dreams can make you pass out
Dreams are full of surprises
All bundled up inside your mind
Waiting to be released at any moment
A dream