Dreams...
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They said our dreams had meanings,
At least, that was what we were told..
And I, I had held unto such leanings,
Till meaningless dreams were too many to hold...
Then they said our dreams were valid,
Big dreams, that was what we were sold..
And I, I had echoed, "my dreams are valid",
But then real life soon began to unfold...
Still, dreams do really come true,
Tell me, isn't that the same they told you?..
Perhaps, our dreams are just a ways down the road,
Perhaps, they won't be here till we're (c)old...
#SladenSpeaks
#IfWordsWereNudes
This piece makes me sad, and it is difficult to really pen down the thoughts in my head as i wrote it.
I wanted to come back to writing again, but not this way. Still, what is done is done...
Our dreams after all, lies on the other side of real life... Most of the time...
If you ask me this is a perfect comeback, creative and a freewrite. So let the soul do the writing before the hands or mind take over.
Welcome back!
Thank you for the kind words. 🧡
Somehow it does feel sad if it is about 'if' and waiting, hoping for dreams to come true once we are old.
What if it's not true or it is but being old means the total experience difference, since age does matter.
You gave a lot to chew on.
I hope to read you again.
🍀💕