Dreams and wishes

Poetry speaks

We all have dreams, dreams we wish could be real. We close our eyes, picturing what is not there. We all love to wish, wishes of what we feel. We reach our hands out, and we raise them high in the air. Whether it's love, or to simply see the stars. Our eyes our set on a path, a path that may seem far. Whether it's of peace, or to become the hero. We smile at that thought, that thought that's straight and narrow. We all have dreams, things we want or just to see. We all have wishes, some we pray for while on our knees. What makes them dreams, that's hard to tell. Reality to wishes, What's the difference? It's what you believe in, like heaven and hell. It's what's real to you, not everyone else.

Reviews

[AliciaB]

Have you ever had the extremely strange wish that a certain story or fictional world were real, and that you could actually LIVE in it and be a part of it? Not gonna lie, I've been there (cough cough, Middle Earth, cough). I've also had the related and similarly weird desire that characters whom I created for a story I'm working on were real. Sometimes my best friends are the ones who exist solely in my head. :) You captured these ideas very well in this poem. I really like the last two lines. Nice work!

[unspokenpain]

I know what you mean. I believe my dream world is actually the world and story im writing right now. You can check the intro which is a page long called Anfinity. That is my escape and I know how you feel lol

[AliciaB]

Cool! I'll check it out!

[Jim_F]

This is a prime example of how to share a powerful thought subtly and eloquently. It makes you think. Well done!

[unspokenpain]

Thank You!