Dreamers

I live in my dreams

The daytime is just

A temporary nightmare

Surviving the morning and the

Night

Always on the way

Back to the reality,

My dreamworld

The Third Night

I could not sleep
The night felt like an eternity
A five the sleep took me away
Like the wind in trees
Going on in eternity
A Woman I became
Full of fear and agony
I died in childbirth
Twenty years I spent
With you
When I woke up
My bed was full of blood
Even though it was a dream
The body suffered a great deal

Orange Dreams

I saw the future by mistake

In a dream

All the nightmares

Had come true

An orange wind blow

Through the land

Killing everyone in its way

The enemy efficient and cruel

Burned down and destroyed

Every life at hand

No more trees, no more peace

Only hatred and violence

Prevailed

The strategy was the scorched earth

Destroying everything in their way

Relentless I would say

Though they could not win anyway

Because the spirit of life

Had gone

They had to die

No matter all the money and power they had

They just died in a slower way

No one could get away

However much you would pay

4 time

Outside the Dream

Waking up is always painful

A meaningless

Interruption of the dream

Life is a form of suffering

Given to us

Not by a merciful God

But a punishment

For something unknown

Maybe we just happened

To be clay, available

To an almighty creator

Indifferent to us

Most of the time

A past time for an

All powerful force

Already bored

Awakening

Stepping out into the real world

It’s cold as ice in the middle of summer

Shadowy and shrank,

Fake and pretentious

Breeding the rotten stench

That is real, reality

Frozen death in a box