Restarting Poem by Soumyo Das

There are some broken dreams..
There are some unspoken dreams..
Sleepless nights, my wet eyes and those muted screams..
Holding on, moving on..
searching a new road and a new soul..
highway would be great but as happy with another bumpy road..
ride may again be thorny.. I don't mind..
for I am skilled to drive a long journey..
Hope not alone but still fine if alone..
Getting back my sleep.. wish I could refuse to dream! !