The feel of dreams

Feel of some dreams last long,

You do suffer a jolt,

In dream, when you are shot,

Impression of which, does leave you shocked.





Deams are collection of copies,

Every move of the day stored,

They play back at night,

Sweet and sour, scenes dark and bright.





This is "You",  inside "sleeping you",

'Inside you" remains, when you are blue,

That 'inside you' is so disfigured, and horrifying,

In your dreams can you see it playing.





Entire day cleanse yourself by reciting "His(god)" name,

Do good, and be a samaritan,

Follow the path of sufis and prophets everyday,

And, see yourself glow with self-realisation.





As a dream, life too is a dream,

You have to come out of it clean,

Full of happiness, bliss, and peace,

Then, the drop will merge into the sea,

And become a sea.