Randy McClave

(Ashland, Kentucky)

Home Of Dreams


I live in a house of my own dreams
Every room in my home is filled with one
In these rooms, wonders and magic gleams
And sadness and its emptiness is gone.

Once these rooms in my home never existed
Then they were filled with sadness, lies and hate
But all those nightmares I happily resisted
Realizing happiness and dreaming is my true fate.

Now these rooms they are no longer dim
Nightmares and fright have all been ejected
Thoughts and hopes there, once were grim
Now wishing and fantasies is expected.

I was truly sad when the rooms were all empty
But now all the rooms in my home are full
Like colorful wallpaper they are my reality
And wherever I go, I alone rule.

In one room of my house I am a great writer
And in another room I am a Mathematician
Then in one room I am again a young fighter
And another room I am a old honest politician.

My home was once of sadness and regret
Dreams were dreamt, but they quickly died away
Those days are gone and them I did forget
Now in those rooms I laugh and live and love and play.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, January 02, 2013

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  • Rookie - 454 Points Nurain Ali-balogun (1/1/2013 8:10:00 PM)

    Its good thing to have dreams and escape from the harsh realities of reality, but dwelling in them too much should be avoided because every movie will have an end and after every sleep, on wakes up to reality. I guess I can use a little home of dreams myself. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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