Pebbles on road (poetry collection)

What are dreams?: By rebeca

Hey,everyone i just wrote it at midnight. you all may think its illogical.but its a thought which came to my mind and i just wrote it. *What are dreams?*

What i see is not so clear.

Sometimes they are full of fear,

and sometimes they are so calm,

having pink horizon blue seas and a green farm.

And sometimes i see myself drowning,

and i see my goosebums in morning.

Sometimes i see myself with my dad,

he hugs me, we talk for hour

but this dream would never come true as he died when i was four.

And sometimes i see that i missed the bus.

And sometimes in my dreams 'he' compliments and i blush.

Sometimes i see myself singing'there's no way' in front of thousand poeple.

And sometimes i see myself in a party in my sleeper.

Every night we all see a dream,

its like night is the cake and dream is the cream.

In our dreams we experience all the thrills,

so its not that sleeping is only lying still.

In dreams we do things we would never do when awake.

A Dream is the only thing that no one can make or break.

Some come true and some not,

but they all are special and i see them all a gift of God.

By:rebeca