In our lives we see many things,
Many things ahead of us.
Many of these things we can ignore,
But there are some we want to do,
They become our dreams,
So in our mind we point to them.
But on so many occasions
We never reach them
And wonder why.
But when we think about it
We realise why we do not reach them,
Do not reach our dreams.
It is like pointing a finger,
Pointing a finger at the moon,
And all we see,
Is the finger.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sometime we do not see the wood for the trees.
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I especially like your last words .. good writing . Sometimes we have dreams but we do not understand how to reach them ..
Thank you yellowrose. Yes it does happen but perseverance can help us reach those dreams.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
Aww, why they point, by way of direction, to the hills far away when I say 'I'm gonna sing'? lol.
Thanks Orchi.
Brilliantly put here Andy, sometimes the frailty of our being can make us too shy to chase what we wish, so this poem of yours is an encouraging reminder to "fight for your right!"
Bravo, and I hope that all is well!
Thank you Ben.
Yes all is well and I hope all is well with you too.
Andy
Very true words. Can only keep on trying and maybe one day...
We must never stop trying Rozina.
Andy
Some do reach their dreams, most don't, but sometimes climbing the hill is the challenge.
Very true Paul, we must never stop.
Andy
Reaching or achieving ones dreams/goals can involve hard work and suffering..... i'm hoping (lol) to see past my finger this year
It surely does d a. I am sure that you will see past your finger this year.
Andy
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