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Gambit Of Dreams

Apr 9, 2023
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By Sneha Amit Thakkar


The dreams are an artifice ,

Very rarely do they optimise.

Randomly waking up sweating,

Or have a dream which is cherishing.

Every dream is a Gambit,

With a faultlessly played tactic.

Even though it’s just an illusion,

It expects me to understand it’s allusion.




Is it enough to say that the dreams are a sign, If so what is that they define?

Becoming Sherlock to decipher the code, Yet stuck in between the fork in the road.

That’s why it’s better to be asleep ,

However sometimes these dreams do mislead. Sometimes either to teach a lesson ,

Or sometimes they come in as a therapeutic session.

This Gambit is tough to play,

As it can leave me astray.



By Sneha Amit Thakkar




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