Dream.. Dreams, a Dream

Dream.. Dreams, a Dream

I couldn’t close my eyes,
pretending, you to flee..
of fervor by the dreams,
I’ve painted, ‘n I’ve seen..
There were colors..
of the mirth and the closeness
that we have shared..
the color, of contentment..
of being..
“They are not just,
sudden whims..
projected with closed eyes..”
and obsessed, as it seems..
how we ‘ve been talking for hours..
’bout the dreamlike nights..
those beauties around..
‘n the life..
We have shared, our hopes
our hankers and our sorrow,

like life was there..
and there would be no tomorrow,
and today.. when I’m here..
breathing for another life to borrow..
a little more life full whims..
for all those times and
for all those dreams..
yeah ! discolored.. defaced..
but still they simmering
dream.. dreams, a dream !

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16 thoughts on “Dream.. Dreams, a Dream

  1. Thanks for sharing. I liked your flickr photos too as the visual accompaniment. Probably not directly-related to the current posting per se but nonetheless, it provides some insight into you as the writer.

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