A Dream Seller Poem by M. Asim Nehal
A Dream Seller
I sell my dreams to the lights of the day
And wait patiently to see the results.
Some returns with honors and some for fine-tuning
Nevertheless I get encouragement to pursue more.
Like bait thrown in a river or pond to catch a fish,
I let my ideas to go and hit the target.
Luck swings like pendulum
Between success and failure
And I get inspiration to see more dreams
Results are pushed to secondary
with every single step is measured correctly
And I get compensation accordingly.
In this trade, sure will gain enough experience
that will worth more than millions and
with age and maturity I will prosper
my dreams will have many offers.
I fear the day when I am out of stock
what will happen to my day and night.
Who will buy my dreams?
Such an attractive title... and the poem is so alive stating the frightened heart of the dreamer. the last stanza is very heart touching..100
A very novel way of presenting your dreams! To be a trader in dreams and making profit out of it seems a flourishing business! As anyone, you also fear the day when you run out of stock of dreams! A lovely write and you get a 10 Asim!
I must thank you for taking up the idea of selling dreams in a new mould. Enjoyed reading the poem which sets the stage with the very first line: I sell my dreams to the lights of the day I fear the day when I am out of stock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Your dreams are not to sell. Dreams are - to become true! God takes them for Himself - their fulfillment He gives to you!
Thanks much Liza S..