Dreams

What a smiley frowny countenance A bitter sweet renaissance A vague sentence he claims to understand in pretense He wishes it might or might not come into existence A fantasy long held in a conquest of actions The nightmare, a scarecrow that brings reactions Immaculate and nurtured forecast of the future On a palatable platform it came to existence beyond the natural realm Though, minds the screen of these dreams have no explanation to the dark light rays Deciphering an ambition Unrest the state of the minds to these anonymous visitors Dreams... Freelance surreal agents Cogent gizmos of life Penetrating without strife to those they choose I had a dream.... Acting to the scripts of those who chose them I have a dream!!!.... Better to have a dream than to have had a dream