Watching The World From The Window Of Light... Poem by none .....

Watching the world from the window of light...

An entity of dream our life seem, my friend, no real at all.
To know the dream could not be of any help or could it,
If an urge to awake arises not.
That which seemed real & alive, ended always in dream & dead
But a hopeless hope to achieve something real & eternal, is always there
in every single heart. Here, my friend, none are winner, none are looser
For what is to win or lose in dream, even to talk is worthless
Then to you my friend, as you gently approach the speechless