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Wednesday, February 17, 2016

DREAM



DREAM


It was just like yesterday once more
Great dreams galloping like waves ashore
Hopes streaming in the bottomless galaxy
As we slept in the warmth of milky way.

It was our childhood so vulnerable
Like a prey innocently susceptible
Soaked from the sweat of morning dew
Painted with mud from that scary show.

We were once kids flying kites
Up and away like dizzy dragonflies
We cried and wailed when almost lost
And had nightmares of a smiling ghost.

We once spilled milk on a kitten's head
Licked salty butter on a toasted bread
We caught bugs sleeping on a petal
And sipped the sweet juice of a nectar.

We sang like birds humming together
We crossed, we flew, we sailed and traveled
We went to places hard to forget
Like a shy smile of a lovely guest.

We even asked where's the pot of gold
Searched for those bars no one can hold
We listened to the snores of clouds uphill
And sobbed with the raindrops on our windowsill.

We tried to define the mysterious beauty
Like a paradise molded from a piece of clay
We painted walls with vivid hues of blossom
With no fear of any threatening doom.

We slept and dreamed on the green grass
We splashed water tumbling over rocks
We laughed with the sun casting a shadow
With no pain or worries of tomorrow.

We witnessed births and deaths and storm
We walked like queens and cried like a newborn
We sat on the rooftop and waited for love
And walked down the aisle with unpaired dove.

We knelt beside the sleepy half-moon
And prayed to find our runaway groom
And prayed for a safest place to hide
And prayed for a second chance to survive.

We began our journeys with endless end
We were hurt and broken and hard to mend
The dreams we wrote in an old scroll
Were shattered at the corners of a wall.

But there also were moments when times had stopped
Our ears filled with deafening claps
We stood silent yet we made a name
And almost mastered how to play the game.

As we recall on our fruitful past
We keep memories and make them last
The tears we shed should bring no shame
For we have earned this humble fame.

We give and take, we laugh and cry
We come and go, we live and die
As you wake up, remember please
Our beautiful story in this masterpiece.

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