Shops of Dreams

Have money? Dreams...you can buy any!

The little anger that flowed into your mind

I just caper about how dare I designed

The dreams! And all those schemes!

But I’ve sold them, it seems!

 

 

Now I’m so fancy-free, in this shop of dreams

They lure me to buy some but it never seems

I’ll buy them, those jewelleries!

They say these bear some histories!

 

But the dreams, and all those schemes

I’ve sold them, it seems

 

Oh, my eyes got caught by a gorgeous dream

I fumble into my pockets

But they’re empty, it seems!

Reviews

[ErinLovesYou<3]

Hmm, it kind of makes me think of how we never seem to feel like we have enough to keep ourselves wealthy and provide for others.

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The poem and accompanying picture remind me of Led Zeppelin's song "Stairway to Heaven". I like the wisdom here.

[Sukriti Suki]

Sold your dreams....I kept on reading this piece and seeing the image....and couldn't help but wonder what if we all did sell all our dreams. Wonderful thoughts.

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing photo and words in the poem. Hard to be so close and cannot have what you need and want. I like the story in the poem. I like how you ended this outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Tasha]

I liked it and the rhyming.
Great job!
♥ Ta'Shandra

[T.W. Early]

I liked the rhyming in this one. nice poem!