Ode To Dream Poem by Puloq Arafat

O dream! Why do you scratch my footsteps-

The way a lame walks on?

Oh dream! Why do you veil in my heart-

The way sun hides in the stomach of night?

Oh dream! Why do you write lyrics in my eyes-

What I can't even see?

Oh dream! Why do you create dead terror-

In my mind that's an alarming bee?

I don't like your motion..

I don't like your notion..

I don't like your metal block..

I don't like your buzzing clock.

You please never come to me-

Like the figure of a bare straight.

I want to open your invisible elegant gate.

You never come to me like a mirror,

So why do you unlock your eyes-

And create such a horror?

My chunky gaze and visible many ways,

Create nothing but the horrid noise.

You were in my fancy-

So that you could come to me as radiant brave.

But at last I find myself in your spark like a slave!