Disappear Like A Dream

By Parineeta Habib

Like a dream within a dream;

I scream how cold and unfeeling

It seems, in this morning of a stolen dream.

How my arms strain of the pain that my bad sleeping position entails;

My heart aches of a familiar pain as I shuffle through my satin dress,

Is this a game or have I been framed by brain;

How do I return back to my intoxicated lucid state?

Deluded shame, illusion of dismay;

I pray my dreams stay, not to tarnish away under my satin pillowcase;

My mind plays tricks far beyond my nostalgic bliss— a perfect little thief,

stealing my dream’s grief.

Slave to my own creation, nightmare of frustration.

My dreams gone slipping away before dawn;

Im just a pawn after my first yawn.

Silent sighs drawn, a wistful cry of frowns.

As the fabric lies under my dreamy goodbyes overdrawn.

By Parineeta Habib