With each night,
As my head hits the pillow
And my tired eyes fall shut.
I am there,
Everywhere and anywhere.
The most vibrant of colours
Burst in my mind.
Why do I feel more alive
In a world that is make believe?
They can say I'm idealistic.
They can say I'm unrealistic.
Soon they'll see
The future belongs to those
Who believe in the beauty of their
Dreams.
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Author:
Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Beautifully said, skye! You HAVE TO believe in your dreams, but then comes the hard work of making them real!
Thank you Fred! I completely agree, we have to chase our dreams
I agree - dreams are often better than real life. I think there is a difference between dreams and ambitions. Ambitions are about ego - dreams are about contentment.
Thank you for the comment sr! I see ambitions as goals , dreams are the things I would do anything for
Sorry I missed this great piece of poetry! (I was sick) This was so beautifully done, Skye!! Great thoughts. Go after your dreams!!
Oh Christina you are a wonderful MPS friend! Thank you! 🙂
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