Dreams Poem by Autumn Asrai

There are images swirling
and gliding and twirling
and flying and fading
and re-dissipating

Unimaginable pictures
and colors and switches
and flowers and plants
like tulips and grass

They live in my head
and I remember I said
that they like to drift
and to change and to shift

And I know i'm not crazy
though the pictures are hazy
they slide through my mind
no matter how wide

And they make me forget
what I've seen but I bet
If I could only remember
something small like an ember

That maybe my life
would not have so much strife
and that maybe my words
would eventually be heard

Because my wishes are dreams
and my dreams become wishes

And they're all that I have
that mean anything to fishes