Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Poetry to Me


Breaking the codes
Deciphering dreams
Triggering visions
Of things unseen

Poetry,
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,
Character, 
What not.

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

-Heenas Haseeb