Dreamy Eyed Poem by achal agrawal

yesterday i had one sweet dream
about me having chocklate and ice cream
and flying over new york city
and wooing a girl by being witty

and then suddenly i heard a bell ring
and i also heard a hen sing
and then the sweet dream came to an end
and i was standing on yet another bend

the whole day went without a fuss
i caught the 8 o clock bus
and back i am at my home
nowhere to flow nowhere to roam

tonight i shall sleep and dream again
ill go on a ship ill go on a plane
but this time i shall not be woken
this poem is my last token