#review #pj #poet_anyhow
Imagine,
Just imagine wings with no bird to fly,
Imagine pain, but no tears to cry.
Imagine thorns, but no roses to look divine,
Imagine sky with no stars to shine.
Imagine river with no water to flow,
Imagine night with no firefly to glow.
Imagine beauty, but no moon,
Imagine bane, but no boon.
That is how you can imagine,
Me without dreams,
All you can hear is about my parted dreams, and my screams.
The dreams that turned into ruins,
Are forgotten like all the sins.
I believe those dreams were not the ones to begin with,
Though I tried to fulfill it bit by bit,
I believe I was lost in bitter sleep,
I believe the one I've lost,
Was defeat in the form of victory.
I believe I will dream again,
And this time, I won't let it go,
without creating a history!