Every night my closed eyes watch dreams,
Some which make them moist,
Others that bring smile on my sleepy face
And the one which frights me in the dark,
Why I forget them all when I open my eyes?
Now the time for my open eyes to do its job,
Reverie all through the day that’s it,
My desires, that I yearn for, it dreams,
They are in my memory even when I am asleep,
Then why don’t all of them come true?
