Dreams and Fears

In the valley of fear

the sun still sets in the west

brightness differs

yet the dark stays alive

serendipity strikes occasionally

onto the neglected part of hidden desires

accumulating the words, we dreamt of uttering

humankind with synced dots passing

the message to the future generations

‘all will be well”,

but non-uttered, ‘but only for our time,

you can go to hell.’

not showing our words, and our brought out destructions upon the earth.

only the green might be a resolution to opt for

reality became confused now

dreams are floating with uncertainty and in their ever-changing form

once the cloud of fear passes by, finally

I will rest underneath a banyan tree

(not the tree I drew here)

and say some words of gratitude

to the universe in a cheerful state.