Dreams Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Dreams



Dreams postponed and
hurried day-chase for
the ultimate panting end.
Hallucinating achievements
with 'half-empty glass' nonsense.
You need to have all this
otherwise you'll become
your own enemy.So keep pace
with the crowded street-smarts.
At the end of the day
you're dead tired and
began dreaming of next
Daybreak.

Thursday, September 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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