And I wish i could wake up.....

Photograph taken by the Author of this Blog.

And you think you are a poet...
you think you are a dreamer...
your words paint pictures on water...
while your light gets dimmer...

Your hope is fake...and your smile is vile...
and your poem stutters...as they drizzle...
cold...and numb.

You dream??? Of what???
Of days and nights...
and lights???
of love and hate...???
Of life and death !!!

You dream of mornings..and dawn and dusk...
You dream a lot...my friend...wake up!!!!


Look around...its not the world you paint...
These poems are not the doorways...
and noone shall ever walk through them...
noone will ever...smell those flowers you bloom..
or taste those fruits...
or feel those butterflies fluttering away...

You make a lost world only for yourself...


Not a dreamer...you're a loner...
Dont dream....

Wake up.