When we dream the dream
When we move through stream
Like a crazy theme
And those children stage
Then we old so soon
And the time passes
But we can’t stop to dream
So where the starting lead
Till the ending gone
And we all move on
But we can’t forget to dream
Some are so lucky
Some are so unlucky
But we would do
What the world teach us
That’s the tragedy
What’s the remedy?
But we can’t be free
Our wings tide up
So we losing faith
So we turn our backs
And we loosing shades
For what we dream to be
And starts we dreaming again
And starts we live again
But won’t have that wings
To fly above the sea
And that limit comes
Won’t have that time to thrice
And then do what we do
And here is my time thus comes…
AM
I offended thought why don’t they come back after they are gone
Just once I would like to see their smile again
But nothing not even in my dreams did they come
Then as time had forgotten the smile came
As I began to let go
They all came back
Now I began to dream
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:c true..
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Very nice… lovely short poem 👍
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This is wonderful! Absolutely love it!!! ❤ It motivates me to work harder on making my dream come true 😉
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Thanks you like it.. just remember everything is possible as long as you dreaming!!☺
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Beautiful. Thank you. 🙂
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You are welcome☺
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Very nice written
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Thanks☺
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exciting thoughts for a day filled with change
thank you very much for following. Eddie
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Thanks for reading.. ☺
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Amazing piece!
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