Dreams Or Dust? Poem by Adam Ruudiina

Dreams Or Dust?



Dreams or dust?
I wanted freedom
In that mansion on top of the hill
Restive in my dreams
A castle in my future
With baited breath, I wait
the golden doors prompting tears
of joy
I am here
I am a million times brighter than the sun
am I free?

Saturday, September 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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Inspired from the deepest dreams that reside within the labyrinth of my mind
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