Whenever, I see birds, I see dream, <br />To touch the unending end; the skies, <br />Who says, we don't have feather? <br />We fly with the dream -dream feather, <br />Lord's providence; dream through eyes, <br />That makes a silly man, great and wise, <br /> <br />Whenever I see fishes, I see dream, <br />To swim and search; what hid in water? <br />To go against the stream; up to origin <br />For truth and for the justice for the ken, <br />Lord has kept dream in us through eyes, <br />That makes the silly man, great and wise <br /> <br />Human instinct, a joy of dreamy drink, <br />O! Men and women with dream laden eyes <br />Dream high-high, never dream rinky-dink <br />We die, when our lovely dream dies <br />Lord has putt dream flame in us through eyes, <br />That makes the silly man, great and wise <br /> <br />What, if there‘s no dreamy dream altar <br />We would have been, either in peace or in war<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/puppet-of-dream/
