HopeA Poem by AchaicusWhy is it wrong to dream and have high hopes?I wish my dream never stoped , the flashes of my past my present and
futur. I wish i found love, the legend of such beauty. I wish it would go away, the thorn in my flesh stained by my blood. I wish it would not be surprising, to wanting your life be described
as ''lived hapilly ever after''. I wish she would be here, her hands around my neck watching her
beautifull smile. I wish she was real, not a halucination made by my solitude. I wish to discover, the point in which all people are the same. Kind, with no evil. I wish...i would not be held as a lunatic for wanting these wishes. I wish others can have them, even if I could not. Because in the end, life should be one.
And one should be enough. © 2013 Achaicus |
StatsAuthorAchaicusZagreb, CroatiaAboutI am but a simple writer, moved by words of other writers. Who reasearches all knowledge usefull to my cause. Dreamer above all else, with my imagination as my weapon. I hope you will like my stories,.. more..Writing
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