Where had I lost my dreams?

Those colourful childhood dreams!

Where, I used to be the fairy_

Having flight over the blue foam like skies;

Making my way through ,boldly-

Crossing even the great mountains;

Even the highest wild waves_

Wouldn’t stop me from making my way against;

Now when I face the reality _

I sense my dreams have  been burnt into ashes;

Those dreams which beautified my childhood_

Have absconded as history _

Turning my life in to pieces;

Now that I fear dreaming anytime_

Even sleep denies to reside in my eyes;

 I am in search of those colourful dreams _

Hoping that it would bring me peace;

The dreams which  made me feel worthy_

Have become a past now _a mysterious story…..

                  Thanks a lot  Thursday Poets Rally for the perfect poets award

I nominate back Elezina  for the next week…………

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16 thoughts on “DREAMS

  1. Hello.
    Indeed, the beautiful dreams of childhood have been lost to reality. There’s a sense of sadness to this poem and a little intrigue with the ending.

    Nicely done!

    Thanks for the visit too. I appreciate it.

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