Unshackling the feelings

(i)

This life is all about rising and falling,
running through the terrains
of surreal moments, and clinging
on hopes and fears to face
the vicissitudes that leave traces,
and just like the scars, that creeps,
screams, revisit one's dreams,
and sometimes mesmerize
to gesticulate toward the labyrinth
of enigmatic and freakish dreams.

(ii)

Watching this life, burning too fast
to meet its end, like a burning string,
melting the wax of the candle.
Life seems like a playback of movies,
created by the God, projected on the silver screen.
What if we exist, but only inside the maze of dreams,
and what if the death is a plan of the God
just to wake the beings from their dreams?