Dreams

Dreams can be strangers,
Dreams can be friends,
Dreams can be invaders,
Dreams can invent.
In them we get lost,
In them we unite.
In beautiful days we delight,
When things go smooth and
Life is dream-like, we smile
We gather memories, we delight
When it gets hard, we feel crushed
We call it nightmare and try to hush.
We hate our plight,
The fact is that whatever may it be,
One day we’ll leave, this abode
Let’s ponder where we go,
Let’s reflect on what we do.
Before the fate strikes!