Dreams A Retrospect Poem by Matthew Holloway

Dreams are a hindrance
A distraction from life
Somethings are never to be
Be it that love affair
That new job or lottery win
None ever likely to happen
None are to play out that way
That we would like to imagine
Dreams are a pretence to life
An escape if only for a moment
Enjoy them wholehearted
Just never be distracted
Or led astray by dreams
They are something perfect
Within our control
Directed with ease
Dreams are a hindrance
But to a poet
They are the next poem
A book sale, a profit