Dreams and Reality

Dreams and Reality

By Ishaani Dhanotra

“Dreamland”

The wind is whispering past in a haze of summer

A butterfly on the ground, you reach out and touch her

Sunlight trickling in as mellow as a smile

My feet touch the grass, I laugh like a child

There’s no time and all time, it’s just a place we live in

There’s good times and bad times, we wait for one to begin

It’s happened before, they made your heart ache

It’ll happen again, but you won’t let it break

We sit as pollen sighs through the trees

A bright wishful sky, clouds rolling with ease

It’s calmer here than it’s even been before

There’s good times and bad times, and there will always be more

“Sinking Ship”

On the days when my heart feels heavy with despair

I look around for a shoulder to cry on

Nobody is there, nobody really cares

Strange looks and confusion, my eyes begin to water

I fall behind, running a race in my sleep

I fail to catch up, to stay tall on my feet

I’m a submarine, underwater so cold

I gasp for air, I sink, I strangle, but “Keep going,” is all I’m told

Yet I’m expected to, day after day, with no struggle at all

I’m the Titanic, going under while people gape at the helm

But what they don’t understand is I want to excel just as much as all of them

Keep pushing, keep pulling, while I’m just trying to stay afloat

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