When Reality kills the Dream

I go to bed every night
To see you in my dreams
To live with you happily
Where we play beside the streams
Every thing is shinning there with glory
Every joy is found there in our realms
So that we quarrel rarely
Busy in drinking ecstasy to the lees
Then when I wake up in the morning scarcely
Insisting in catching you as it seems
So I walk to your home quickly
To kiss you between the greens
To tell you that I'm your worthy
And to tell you what happened in my dreams
But shocked to find you carelessly
Not offering me any attention or esteems
So I return to my home asking surprisingly
Is this girl that I saw her in my dreams?
So I keep in wondering more and more
Till I reach the fact and the shore
That a man shouldn't believe in dreams anymore.