O My Sweet Sweet Dreams! Poem by Prabhakar Srivastava

O my sweet sweet dreams!
Will you mind to be true?
I am so thirsty without you
You enjoy my pains, it seems

Yes, I love the world you creat
And the web you weave so strong
And it's the point where I be wrong
For I forget the way I should treat

But O impudent dear dear friends!
Still you appear while no one invites
And create so heart soothing sights
To fulfill I need but thousand hands

They who succeed to give you form
Proudly utter that they themselves do
But numbers show such men are few
For losers you bring but harrowing storm

But I am'nt among those losers o dreams!
With cold sighs who give up their arms
To that man too a winner this heart deems
His last breath sings but hopeful psalms