THE GRAVE OF LIVELY DREAMS 

Once someone said "never lose hope, anything can happen". I regard him and so do believe . But then what you wish is rather forceful than just a want ? What if its fulfillment is more of the external factor working upon it than your intrinsic desires ?
How and why should I have hopes then ? They are words that sound inspirational and pleasing to ones's ear but are hollow when it comes to practicality. They seem sleek and glossy with romanticizing effects on one's mind , giving faith in something next to impossible . I slept to have dreams that might enchant me and help me face each morning with revitalized energy and vigour . But now I sleep to force those dreams to come ! YES ! FORCE . Dreams don't come I force my senses to see them . Again and again , the same ones . I don't care if they are weird , I don't care if they are unethical , I see what I want to see, things that will never happen in reality , things I will never cherish in real. The people I bring in my dreams are not fictitious , nor are they creation of my own . They are real people , manipulated in my virtual dreams. I have just thought to window it sometimes, but I fear I will be judged and so they stay there stacked and pilled to be only mesmerized by their owner and adorned .  They give me happiness , to live in space of my own , to command not only myself but others too.

THEY ARE REAL TO ME IN MY UNREAL WORLD OF DREAMS