Shallow Dreams (My Poem)

SHALLOW DREAMS

He awakes with dreams of victory,
But life doesn’t seem so sweet,
He has to move on, thinking he’s on the bright side;
And then, sadly face the heat.
His materialistic thoughts are but a dream,
He holds himself in a lowly scream.

His thoughts sink him into being strong,
But he didn’t realize all along –
That he was nothing but weak,
And in life, his dreams will seep;
Seep to an unknown place
Where he will see his lonely face.

His thoughts are but shallow desires,
That burn in dreams of midnight fires;
He stands alone taking his risk,
And in hand, he’s left with a choice,
To change the note to a pleasing voice,
A voice that’d him all he’d want,
But again, his Shallow Dreams taunt.

He prays, “Oh Shallow Dreams, set me free;
From all the bondage bestowed on me,
I want the pain, the suffering and all,
To meet their utter downfall…”
He loses hope, and all his greed;
But they were back, his Shallow Dreams.

His human heart, dejected in pain
Not wanting to see another day again,
But enlightened, he woke up,
And smelt the coffee in his cup.
He realized he made his life a dream,
And no one heard his lowly scream
He tried to realize what brought him down,
And then fell flat to the ground.


He smelt desire, sorrow and pain,
A bonded world from which he didn’t refrain,
His thoughts put him to a deep sleep,
And his dreams began again to creep.
He was left empty with a mind to own,
A mind in which evil thoughts had grown.

“That’s life; life for a Man,
A Man who thinks he can do what he can,
But he should learn its just his desire,
His thoughts that burn in the midnight fire,
But when in hand, he’s left with a choice,
To change life to a pleasing voice,
A life that’d give him all he’d want
And then again, his ‘Shallow Dreams’ taunt.”