Dreams
I dream in the light of day
With eyes open or closed
I see better days; greatness
And a brighter future
I see free men like stars of the sky
I see beggars riding horses
I just don’t call them wishes
I dream in my dreams
Haunting things
I see in my sleep
Things that bless you with insomnia
Stories that no one wishes for
I dream in horror scenes; terror
I just don’t call them nightmares
I dream,
Of what I have seen,
Of what I think,
Of what I want,
Of things that became real
But they are dreams,
I just don’t call them visions.
Copyright © Billy Mlonda | Year Posted 2020
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