Dreams embellished with magic
falling like stars all around me,
dreams whispering,
filling my whole being,
lending me wings to fly,
taking me to places not seen,
I dream
on and on
with eyes open, eyes closed..
I cross deep forests,
dark and mysterious
I walk through valleys filled with
sun kissed flowers,
climb mist covered mountains,
glide through puffy white clouds,
climb rainbows
I cross seas and oceans,
wade through streams
following my dreams,
I dream on and on,
my mind wistful..
Dreams,
giving me hope to go on!
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Author:
Jay (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 13th, 2021 01:00
- Comment from author about the poem: "It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting." Paulo Coelho.
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Nicely penned. We are the dream and creator all in one
That we are . Thank you 🙂
Good write J.
Thank you 🙂
Love those dreams spurring you on. Where would we poets be without wonderful dreams.
You have beautifully proved a picture where a soul is free to be in any realm, though yet only in dreams.
Thank you all so much 🙂
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