Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Poetry to Me

Breaking the codes
Deciphering dreams
Triggering visions
Of things unseen

Obscure as it seems,
Holds the only answer
Residing within

My dreams symbolize what I see:
Fragments of reality
Mixed with awe, 
Images of things

I had seen and had not,
Hardest to break the codes:
A tornado; just a plane above the seams
And what was that violent rush?

The fall; Centric over my ego,
Self esteem,
What not.

Poetry is like a dream,
Breaking the codes,
projecting reality
Poetry, like my dreams.

-Heenas Haseeb