dreams...

the evolution of the dreamer

dreams

faint echoes

delivered

to cloudy minds

matured by time

poisoned by reality

censored by gods and dogma

 

dreams

we give to our kids

their bright eyes

reflecting

our old hopes

chase them, darlings,

don’t let them go

run with your eyes closed

 

it would sadden me more

to know

my children never tried

or that i

was the cause

for their dreams

to cease…

Author's Note

i was thinking about what my kids dream about doing when they grow up and then wonder what happened to those dreams we adults had?

Reviews

[Jami Nicole]

"matured by time, poisioned by reality" Great line. I read this and it really got me thinking. Not just about what I dream to be, but just about life in general. Whatever you hoped to accomplish with this poem, well, you accomplished it. This is really good. "Epic" even... God I hate that word.

Love, Jami

[No use.]

the last part really got me.. "or that i was the cause for their dreams to cease..."
maybe i shouldn't be so hard on my parents. :X

[Michael of Gilead]

Dreams....not to be had, only chased after

[FireWoman]

I notice the philosophical side of you is surfacing more * more, I like that. The premise of your poem is a ride back into time. I often wonder what it is to have a dream, for me I already knew what my reality would be.

[heich]

nice..

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

clap clap thanks old man

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

really something kept thinking for...leaving the readers a question on their mind, and the good point of this poem is lesson that is inspiring but this poem needs more emotions so that people will be much inspired...anyways, this was great poem:)

[Ruth]

Such innocence here, perfectly voiced, an honest heart that wants the best for their children but theres also an important factor here of reality being the poison and dreams having the freedom, thats so cool lol So true too, in dreams we can do anything, be anything, if we hold onto that, we can create our own happiness, maybe, on some level of reality? Great poem sweety xx

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Touching write the tugs on my heart. This is so emotional, like this.

[Robin]

writing like this will remind to give them wings ~