It has been a while since I had a nice dream,
Also it has been a while since I had Ice-Cream…
I learned dreams are caused by some chemical in our brain,
Also I remembered my last Ice-Cream was Vanilla when I was boarding a train…
To prepare Ice-Cream we need certain things especially milk,
But my Dreams just need my bed, my pillow and my quilt which is not made of silk…
Days have past so have nights,
Is it the time or winters that I need to fight…?
I miss being in sound sleep,
Although it is far better than I weep…
Vanilla is the flavour that I crave,
Hadn’t savoured the Ice-Cream since when, call me brave…
My Dreams and My Ice-Creams call me back,
Patience, but not faith, is what they both lack…
I swear to sleep well,
Who cares about tonsil even if they swell…!
Dreams, in turn, you have to promise me that you will again make me feel what I felt,
And Ice-Creams please be calm and cool in the fridge, because I can’t see you melt…
I fonder you both by my heart and by my soul as I can scream,
Yeah…I love being in Dreams of My Vanilla Ice-Cream…