DreamsA Poem by Anistor GoldRemember to live out your dreams, 'cause if you let your dreams die, you'r letting yourself die.
One of my dearest friends ones told me that she was afraid of the night.
Why? I asked her, are you afraid of the dark? No. she shook her head. Dark doesn't scare me, onless it's behind my own eyes. What? I asked her, are you afraid of having bad dreams? Again she shook her head. No. More of what can hide in the dark, but shows in light. When? I asked her, then why aren't you afraid of the day insteed of the night? Because. She shook her head. I'm afraid my dreams are better than my life. Who? I asked her, would be afraid of such a thing? When she just looked at me with those questioning eyes. Who woulden't? I smiled at her, I wouldn't. I can't tell the difference of my dreams and my life. 'Cause If your dreams is your life and your life is your dreams. Then you must be living your dreams, and what more can you ask for?
© 2012 Anistor GoldAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 22, 2012 Last Updated on February 22, 2012 AuthorAnistor GoldIn the middle of nowhere, DenmarkAboutHello everybody! I hope to become a writer some lucky day, and eventhough I feel the strongest about Novells and short-storys, I'll do my best with some poetry too. And I will try to set my feelings .. more..Writing
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