Jail Of Dreams Poem by ahmed khaled
Jail Of Dreams
every day,
i run away from all dreams
to find the poetry cop
in my paper lines
waving his silver pistol,
saying with a haughty voice:
don't move, hands up.
to find myself again,
in jail of dreams.
At least you get released in paper... Dont be too sad for short life dreams, there's only dream that make you to feel all dreams you want to have now.. be patient coz to have this dream it's hardest to find but very possible to meet...Say write Do Pray and Believe in Him...You will free I'A :) Unwritten Soul
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