Dream Poem by Madhuri Sawant

What am I dreaming for?
When each new day,
My dream is new with age,
What is it that I am just dreaming?
When I do have the nerve to envision it.

Dreaming is not reality,
Reality is painful pleasure,
When souls are tempting and heart is greedy,
Dreams are the answer to satisfaction.

Mere envision is not the answer to it,
Belief is what the fact is,
When pain surrounds the universe,
It is the belief that binds us to nature