What Dreams?


My dreams; what are my dreams?

 Can I call them dreams?

 The fortune, the fame, the stares

 Those are my dreams 

 Not just my dreams 

 But everyone else’s dreams

 As I stare into the mirror I see failure

 What ever happened to those dreams?  

 Disappeared, shattered, lost forever

 I dig in and try to find those dreams

 From night to night searching everyday 

 But nothing; I stopped searching 

 Little by little the dreams came back

 Or were they dreams?

 I don’t think so

 This was real 

 So now I look in the mirror 

 I see the same person 

 Noticing that dreams are possible 

 And life gets to you in the most mystifying ways

 So then I ask myself again; what are my dreams?

Alberto Monnar