The First Shrike

Dreams

where would any be
the lofty the low
without a dream
to guide them so

Practical words from
the high
speak of reality
take this position
do so abide

For you waste your life
trying to so obtain
that witch
I could not so have

Neither may you so
attain

So aIl must give up
there hopes there dreams

Or be crushed by
another reality it
seems

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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  • Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted Poet Of India (7/17/2007 9:00:00 AM)

    where would any be
    the lofty the low
    without a dream
    to guide them so
    balls crunching words of reality..
    you give hope where hope does not exist..

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  • Anita Blake (7/17/2007 8:46:00 AM)

    truthful write, greaet job

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