To DreamA Poem by Nat.The real meaning of our dreams.We’ve got it all wrong, You see, To dream isn’t to wish, Our minds hold to key;
To tell yourself a story, Tis what we really do, Our mind an artist, The greatest author is you;
Take yourself away, To a secret land, A place where everything comes true, Consumed within the dark of the nights sinking sand;
Of our encounters, The thing we fear, Tis the morning, These wonders the day can not mirror. © 2011 Nat. |
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