Killer Dream~ Poem by M. Asim Nehal

I rise from the ashes of my dream,
All in black and burnt with emote bream,
The wind is breathing high in spirit,
And the waves are dashing dead,
Yes, I rise from the ashes of my dream
And feeling low in essence.
What did I see - Why all so scary?
The false epic deceived me in sleep.

The sun is rising with colourful rays,
Birds chattering and the nightingale sings a melody,
Butterfly kisses the flowers,
Bell rings, water gushes and life begin,
And the ashes of my dream settle down.
As I witness a new beginning,
The reality defeats the dream.

A new song on my lips!
From the green stems the brown leaves fall,
The dawn begins to draw a new art,
My cheek is cold and bright, finally!
My heart beats the drums very fast,
O, scary night never returns with those dreams again.