what are dreams made of

A megrim crocheted in a whimsical fantasy
The manifestation of subconscious mind in sleep
Taking over from conscious speculation of day time
A break from reality, releasing the tired mind
As delusions, aberrations wear out the day.

An expression of wish, that one unconsciously wants
A phantasm of imagination to look forward
Clouding the night vision with vagaries, whims that unfold
From the deep recesses of the mind, illusions unveil
Hopes, aspirations, that refuse to go away, surface..

In the comatose state of the physique, quiescent visions
Dormant yearnings spill forth in this soporific state
The body in opiate mode, the brain ebullient

Dreams are beacons of optimism, soul’s breath..

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