Hello

She stretches out her hand,
hoping that it would be seen above the crowd;
blindly pushed around
she struggles to breathe,
pacing with the stampede
cornered amongst laughter and anger,
different tongues; her mind circles
drowning in the shouts
she cries out; unheard.

Cucooned

Crumpled in; stuck in a world
where reality; life are mere shadows
surrounding; dancing in the light
before it fades away into the darkness.
Colours sprout within you
you wonder if it's a mirage;a dream

Breathing in breathed air
you wonder if you're alive; seen.
Struggling; "am i strong enough?"
striving, pushing until,
a blinding light fills in
and the shadows danced no more in the green.

Documentary on Dreams

Dreams always tend to vanish, even in a strong and stubborn mind. Facing mockery and discouragement is never easy, and may even cause one to crumble; or else, to rise up above all. What sets a living dream apart, are the nightmares that came together to make it a reality. It’s never sweet. But unless one lives and strives for a dream, one has not lived at all.