Dreams of the future
I hold in my hand
Like pebbles or stones
Or an ocean of sand
They are heavy to carry
these dreams of mine
Like breezes, they're airy
And easily flow away
Without dreams present
Hope is neither there
And without our hopes
All we have is fear
Ja, Jag förstår. I want to stay and watch you grow in stature and happiness. Lycka till! :)
Dreams are our hopes for the morrow - your imagery is exhilarating, enthralling - you have an inner beauty that finds sweet expression. I like the way you perceive and connect. Enjoy your lines a lot.
Very Inspiring poem. You're a great poet! ! XOXO, Kolee aka Angel
This is so amazingly true...our dreams really are heavy, and sometimes we cannot lift them, so they are difficult to bear and hang onto. Sometimes a strong wind comes through and carries them away...but we must cling to them, or all we have is the barren, cold, harsh reality that is life...sometimes that is difficult to bear, also. Great work.
without hope all is fear & only dreams bring hopes in our lives....good poem
Dreams, like substance and hope of what can come to pass. An inspired poem indeed! : D
the rhythm and the phrasing and the universality as you capture the feelings of everyone through the persona is just absolutely brilliant!
Hey...this poem is so good. It is inspiring me to make a poem again. Thanks a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very Inspiring poem. You're a great poet! ! XOXO, Kolee aka Angel