we all have a dream
humble or extreme
social or privy
you, me dreamy
as life theme
a dream is a dream
maybe it was born casually, flows casually
or born with a goal and flows free
maybe disappears into sand
a stream can flow through rocks
to reach beyond earth's crust even
a neat journey
or just chaotic back and forth
a dream to reach light
or a dream through sighing
a stream may keep flowing
till it reaches river
when a river flies
it flies in the air
currents of cloud in the sky
travell higher dare
to meet one another
there
winter, fall or summer, spring
quietly
small streams
with tiny footsteps
catwalking
also in the darkest time of night
obscure sight
come from far away
travellers of many years
dreamers gazing
what are you facing?
we must say fulling
not staying, slowly flow
casual or enduring
to our goals
if a dream of yours
we all could share
that we all are involved
then we are together
problems may be solved
just be dreamers
advanced and evolved
let there be light
let there be no more fight
for faith or idea
for right or pleasure
a dream of love
even beyond reality
paradise without infidelity
we have a dream
before we depart
sometimes it's the dream
sometimes the dreamer
left a history past and the future
with priority, You are a part
full time dreaming
though I'm in dark
yet I too can say
"I have a dream!" of day
not of night
whether I'm alive...
now
all the moves
have been moved
all the uses
have been used
please give me new idea
cubed, nude or covered!
as a dreamer
destinations
floating to beach
any destination
a coconut
amid ocean
that can't leak;
white heart well oiled
starting to rot
before its roots soiled
before its head buried in the sand
it's all poisoned
nothing to blame
in all seasons
shaking its brain
busy with self-importance
walking on a path so ancient
the blue sea in a big bowl
heated by the sun so bored
here the moon glows purest
maddens the restless wavelets
life is a game
a brain game
a long long game
so long and so much pain
just play the floating art sanely
nobody shuffles the cards
only insanity
choose one of the paths
all directions;
little turtles crawl
by instinct
never to be seen again
toward the ocean
with its ancient trails
neverending
win or fail
on a golden track
don't want to look back
don't want to look around
don't want to look forward
now
all the great journeys
started with the first step;
so were the not too bad
and the not too funny quests
led by the first steps to the farthest
at the first opportunities
where is it gonna be?
fate - empty are ambitions
hate drawing in the sand
persistence building a castle
grain by grain
like a monk with no expectation
winged;
counting the wing strokes of birds will be more fun
a buried head sinking
deeper;
it is all
the future;
infallible
burden on both shoulders;
No path ever was straight
curvier than ever against expectation
predictability and certainty anchored
tiny ship amid ocean
sea level rising
where am I now?
(nice picture - thanks for all the pictures I've borrowed so far!)
Winter Rain
A very youthful image of you
When breeze plays on the surface of blue sea
In brilliant days sunshine
When sea birds fly diving through the waves deep
Seeking the reality for miles;
That was when the east lit up
With a dream;
My eyes close with a gaze
Once again into those days
When I still dared to cry whenever I missed a grace of your
face;
A very youthful image of you
The then I was fooled enough
To fight for love given my heart
As sacrifice to convince, an’ tried hard;
Even with a little sharp pain, I used to burst
Like a balloon – filled with love;
Beautiful were you!
Being attached, I can’t go away!
Painful were those days!
Painful I can’t get away!
Those who had no same old story
Will not know painful glory
A youthful image of you flickering in the wind of old memory
Dead but haunting an abandoned heart
A youthful image hovering above a tombstone completely
smashed …
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