Dreams

An Ode to Dreams

Published in

Literary Impulse

Sep 5, 2023

Dreams can also be stupid so many times
As endless loops of just nonsensical drivel
Asking the same question again and again

and again

And then there was the time when I dreamt
That I was the ocean, and I was so terrified
For I could not hold myself, as I melted away

but didn’t

They say dreams are the universe we create
To play out our thoughts and our emotions
Only to dismantle them and forget them all

when done

Is that what our dying is going to feel like?
A mere awakening from just a silly dream?
The ocean forgetting all our sorrows and all

our joy?