We once had a dream
To a fairytale go,
Where all did seem
Aging so slow.
It was a wonderful place
To the nowhere around,
With many ways
Not elsewhere found.
A dream that had way
To give and awake,
And had us all play
What fantasies make.
It seemed very nice
And gave us so much,
Its dreams and surprise
That every day did touch.
Life should be a bliss
With new truth waking,
A little bit of life wish
In its everyday making.
It would solve the reality
And make us more true,
For a dream can see
What needs to go through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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It is good to dream sometimes, but not always. For the reality is always at the other side of the door. Problems will always be there. Mohabeer Beeharry