my little dream

My dream stood timid
in my shadowy array
it peeped once awhile
to look at the world in disarray
waves loomed large
smashed at those simmering wishes
it stood aghast
braving those gushes
broiling inside me
it gave me punches
as i dislocated
my intuitive hunches
when drops fell down
it gave tht sombre look
why do you trash me
crush me in your whims
i stood perturbed
leaning the brim
the knocks went silent
as it played hide and seek
I bowed to the thrashes
lowly and meek
words deserted me
never to look back
your burning desires
it said
why do you stack
my dream today
peeped from my array
words danced on my thumb
said
assemble us
we are in disarray