Tuesday, June 7, 2011

dreams on the edge...

the doors are open
but the homes are deserted
the food is ready
but the table is empty
there is no one here

where have they all gone!
there, under the tree
beside the river
children are sleeping
mothers are weeping
oh how cruel everything!

where are those dreams
disturbing deep sleep
at the mid hours of night?
'dreams are wanted'
 beware! hey, you!
'dreams are not dead'

dreaming under a tree
beside the river
this time they do disturb
not the dreaming minds
but the deserted houses
and the empty tables

the doors are open
and the minds too
the homes are deserted
but the streets aren't
'dreams are living'
and there, they are!