Moostef Vosti

Just A Dream - Poem by Moostef Vosti

Just a Dream

The latest boss of all bosses
Back left was my very spot in my sleek
black metallic Aston Martin
I lost the feeling of being a pauper for a while
Just a dream...

Dust and my feet divorced in a court of law-of class,
My shoes never acquainted to sole discomfort
They enjoyed high ranking red carpet treatments
Let me find this a reality when I wake

I treated myself to great affluence of this world
A change of delicacy gave me a break from my usual ufufu
I dined with the honourables of the land
That lasagna for breakfast during our larney functions

A holiday in Diani and my very memorable Villa in Paris
Served was the sweet blanquette for my dinner
A change of lingo to mingle with my fellow Frenchmen moguls
Just a dream...

Air tickets and hotel reservations were my major bookings
Some in Islands and others on mainland
Catching a sip of lapsangsouchong in Asia
When my body needed a smoky warmth

I walk around and still see where my magnificent structures stood
Only now that weak buildings stood there
So meaning it was not real
It was only a dream that faded with the break of dawn

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 28, 2012

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