This is a letter to my deepest, darkest fear, which is not being able to realize my dreams before I die.
Dear dreams,
I know I have had
Not the simplest or
The most modest of dreams
But I have had them
Isn’t a head with many crazy dreams?
Better than one with none
I have let you wander
Into places wild, into territories unknown
My heart has set no boundaries for you
And made you accident prone
Some go fulfilled, some don’t
Some make sense, the rest won’t
But I love the freedom of letting you lose
And I am sure you do too
You are what I am
You define me
Do linger around
Help me continue to be me
Realty is overrated
You are underestimated
Leave for a bit if you want to
But do find your way back too
Life won’t mean much if you leave
I am leaning on to you
Help me realize the dormant ones
I promise I will make them true
3 comments:
Very nicely put!!!! I like your train of thought!!
Loved it!
Great Letter to the dreams! Very well written.
The Letter reminds me of Paulo Coelho's writings. Give them a read. (Alchemist/Eleven Minutes)
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