Irregular Stream

An irregular stream of dreams is passing by,
The eyes are wide open and the world is in my arms.


There is someone somewhere looking at me,
I am not sure where I am.

Confined spaces, blocked tears,
There is a rather faint smile on the lips,
Someone in my dreams is feeling scared.

I politely dismiss the stream.
Walk in parallel.

Should I float in it?
Should I not?

Payal