Dream

Zoning out .. again...

I can lie awake believing I am asleep, 

With the blurred road of aspirations! 

Zoning out from time to time - 

To that place I claim as mine. 

And though fake, it is seems real, 

How magical dreams appear... 

Consume me into the greatness, 

Of what a brilliant mind requires! 

Truth be told, I am an empty vessel - 

Foolish and hungry,

In life nothing ever suffices...

But I am grateful I am,

I am always in uncertainty - 

Isn't that how it should always be?