The Pillow
The Pillow
Dreamt a lot of dreams
Some were nightmare
Some were delusion
& saw myself old with white hair.
I saw
How I fell down
While in critical condition
Saw my head with a beatific crown.
I cried one night
The pillow supported that I'm right.
That pillow
Became my motivation
After my every failure
It taught me I'm my own creator.
I must say
A good cry always makes away
Beatrice my betrayals
& success is my portrayal.