Daring Dreams-vision before the passage
The pain inflicts the heart as the
Walk through the passage grows
At the final destination the flash
Throws the memories in the rewind
Of all those events of the past take
The final finale of the play
The best and the worst of the performances
Displayed in the flickering seconds
My cry, My suckle, My smell,
My vision, My voice, Their warmth
Their voice, Their love, Their care
My first teddy, my first foot,
My first word, My School,
My rival, My bond in blood
My first friend, the next Desk guy,
My first crush, The puberty,
The shyness, My Admiration,
My Fantasies, The Wild desires,
My Failures, My winning streaks,
My Trump Cards, The first coffee
The endless flirts, all those
Sins confessed and buried
The love said and unsaid
Finally I see you my yellow butterfly
The golden yellow glittering at the
Tunnel that beholds light behind
I here by wait to meet the maker
Of my soul, with the daring dreams
Never ending in the undisturbed
Sleep of mine .the pain eases and dissolves
Away in the vanity of the reality.
-Butterfly Dreamer