Strange,
This life of ours.
Some spend it uselessly
Others doing harm,
Yet, some are benefactors
To those who remain,
Numb.
I prefer to spend it
Dreaming
Of changes,
That will never
Come.
Hi Sandra, I am a believer in dreams. I wish I could tell you the number of my Dreans that have come true. So very many. I do not let anyone steal my dreams. The world is full of nay Sayers. Dreamers are Achievers, Panagiota keep dreaming with action.
I read this poem just after waking this morning and thought, " Isn't this a fine way to start the day? " It reminds me of the wonderful poems you wrote many years ago when I decided I had fallen in love with a woman I had never met! That was amazing as well. Keep writing and be safe.
A dreamerr who knows that her dreams will never come true. So perfect!
Thought provoking musings about life and it's utility. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To realize a dream is a great joy. A well penned poem, dear Ma’am Sandra...10++❤️❤️❤️