"She dreamed she can feel,
She dreamed she can smile, to the rythm of the music while soothing her ears from the wild chaos outside,
She dreamed she can cry too, to the sound of longing for a mildness away from the same chaos.
And all she dreamed; never opened her eyes to see.
Soon she slept away in anxst for she still cannot figure if she is sleeping or dreaming again."


As Henri Amiel said, "Dreams are excursions into the limbo of things, a semi-deliverance from the human prison."
Dreams are waves of emotions flowing back and forth and once remembered, they are hard to forget, even harder to pursue. They are vast; beyond one's reach and for someone sulking in monotony, an escape to the world of imagination. This imagination, however, is beyond one's reach and gives a sense of joy and accomplishment as opposed to the real world. For instance, a character like Alice, one who does not have an established thought in reality, experienced being lost in her dreams, yet described it as a "Wonderland". One that is made of unimaginary yet byouant creatures, each signifying a characterisation of her desirable emotions which are far opposite and even absurd to reality. Dreams thus, are a mere picturisation of your demands from reality.

Losing out on regular emotions and crossing achievable limits of imagination that drives your quench for more, is what they call a "good dream".

2



  2