Saima Qureshi

When dark spell of night tames the day Convoy of moon along with stars, gallop their way From the day's toil, I simmer down Crawl into to the bed and sleep sound My mind dives into the sea of dreams, very deep To a parallel universe, I take a quantums' leap Or pass through a wormhole to travel the time and place Burried intense deep in my memory's base At other time I dream-lag The day residues, in my mind wag The visions stage bountiful themes No control over the episodes I have in my dreams My memories take roller coaster's drive And daily I live another life Next morning as soon as I wake Like a glass, these hallucinations break But lingering thoughts take over me Then off my soul I lay the debris Softly or hardly,. I pour it down Consciously my subconscious I unbound My imaginations that ran wild Penned are those as my brainchild #MywordsOnMycanvas Saima Qureshi ©️