Somanathan Iyer


Dreams are free and colorful too


Alone I am with nothing left to atone
Invaded by ill luck wading through my times
Heaven is this world when money is there
Hell is the same when nothing could be afforded
Money may avoid yet I can not be devoid of my dreams
For dreams are free and colorful too
In my dreams I wander through all the luxuries
Whatever I read whatever I heard whatever I see
I make them all happen in my dreams
My riches are tax free my luxuries are hassle free
My name makes the rounds my fame reaching heights
I go to places seen never before
I mix with people seen never before
Owning the house of my dreams in my dreams
Rejoice and enjoy I all through my life
A painful fall with a thud from my bed
Woke me up reminding me the shattered dreams
The stares of the devil known as reality
The claws of the Tiger called Times
Scares me a lot and hurts me a lot
Resigned to fate I bear that with a smile
Hoping for a colorful dream yet for another day

Submitted: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013

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