Treasure Island

J.I. Stuart


Dreamer


I am a dreamer
I dream of peace
I dream of reason
A dream of greed
I dream of wishes
I dream of hope
I dream of angels
A dream to gloat
I once dreamt of optimism
I once dreamt of truth
Heaven knows why Hell is coming
I once dreamt of new news
I once dreamt of new beginnings
I once dreamt of change
Yet if I dream another dream
They all shall fade away
I once dreamt a thousand thoughts
I once dreamt of glee
That time now feels so far away when
I once dreamt of dreams.

No longer am I a dreamer
Dreams are for the weak
For nowadays my only dream
Is to dream another dream.

Submitted: Thursday, July 14, 2005

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  • Mary Nagy (11/9/2005 1:22:00 PM)

    I am definately a dreamer! After reading some of your other poems, I think you are too. Great work. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

  • Konjit Berhane (7/22/2005 3:11:00 AM)

    Well done J.i.Stuart
    this is what i call a pome i give u 10 and u are a great poet and i admire u from my heart keep on writing and i am... out of words to express my comments.
    so keep on writing. (Report) Reply

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