Last night I had a dream
It lingers in my mind in its intangible state – its existence alludes me
It could’ve been anything – from the sensation of falling to a fleeting moment of the past
For a brief instance I spawned a new life
A new universe
But every morning I wake up with a new realization
Reminding myself with the checklist of my identity
A perpetual process of hallucination and then self-discovery
Funny enough, I found the truth in what escapes me
How vulnerable are we?
How gullible are we?
To abandon our consciousness, our memories, our own identity for the sake of a dream
Our dreams setting a reality upon us - a situation - and is then manifested into an experience
Sleep has become a subscription to let the mind fall under illusion
But this illusion is but an altered copy of the actuality
Yet rarely we question it
Never refusing to believe this false state of existence, quickly accepting a truth decided for us
As if it was never up to us
So I ask you, dream with me
Our mind has no bound, as do our reality
Thank you for sharing this poem with us!
It was lovely. I feel like this poem just questions everything. It questions who we are, what we believe, and what we how view things. It is almost unsettling because we never get a clear answer but we just continue. I enjoy the use of these different words. The way you read the poem was powerful. So in a way, I find that the voice in this poem is not only geared toward the reader but also a reflection of self. Lovely !