Dreams and Reality
Don’t talk about me, please
I am caught in a different wave
Listening to you, but
Under the influence of another conversation
Am I unaware,
Or on a journey towards some awareness?
In the wrinkles of my sleep,
I dwell within the palace of a dream
I know nothing
About the effect after you
Yes, it is certain
That I am beyond my place
Perhaps somewhere far in the suburbs,
On the desolate pathways of this city
Evening has fallen, and I
Am wandering door-to-door in the city’s possibilities
Azra Mughal
