Poem number 2

Here goes my seconds poem:

Title: Dear Queen Mab

You say a dream is only a dream
nothing more than a wild wish
or just a figment of imagination

well, I dare to say no
refuse your obscured law
in place I state my own

dreams are more than meets than eye
more than belief, and much more than nothing
they are life, reality, in a strange form
the form of an idea, which is a funny thing
for an idea is nothing under most circumstances
only when doing is added does an idea become anything
once you put an idea to the test
then it becomes life

so tell me now that a dream is nothing