Dreams
Poet: Saima Qureshi ©️ By: Saima Qureshi, LahoreWhen dark spell of night tames the day
Convoy of moon along with stars, gallop their way
From the day's toil, I simmer down
Crawl into to the bed and sleep sound
My mind dives into the sea of dreams, very deep
To a parallel universe, I take a quantums' leap
Or pass through a wormhole to travel the time and place
Burried intense deep in my memory's base
At other time I dream-lag
The day residues, in my mind wag
The visions stage bountiful themes
No control over the episodes I have in my dreams
My memories take roller coaster's drive
And daily I live another life
Next morning as soon as I wake
Like a glass, these hallucinations break
But lingering thoughts take over me
Then off my soul I lay the debris
Softly or hardly,. I pour it down
Consciously my subconscious I unbound
My imaginations that ran wild
Penned are those as my brainchild
You Cant Suppress The Voices
Their Hearts Grew So Fearless And Bold
They Bleed But With A Smile
You Can Vacate A Piece Of Land
But Their Faith Is Ever Increasing
Giving Others A Lesson Of Steadfastness
Melting Hearts Everywhere With A Glance
But The Hearts Of Oppressors, Weak And Fearful
Reckoning On Their Weapons N Technologies
Hiding Behind Their Lies And Devil
Waiting To Unleash A New Era Of Evil
A Man Hollowing A Wall To Provide Food To Hungry
And The Oppressors Bulldozing Patients And Injured
Killing Little Babies Like Innocent Angels
Yet Half The World Seems Blind Whats Right And Who Is Wrong
With Tied Hands And Empty Stares
Stony Hearts And Caring Only For Their Shares
Just Wait And Watch Till The Tables Turn
If You Ignite A Fire So Wild Rest Assured To Be Burnt






