Friday 30 January 2009

Poem: We Dream

" We Dream "

Where do dreams come from?
Where do hopes begin?

We hope to dream of better days, better things.
We dream of hope not seen, not filled, not in our lives.

But we lose our self in life,
in the everyday monotone monotony.

We live, we dream.
We live and lose dreams, forgot them.

Is it good?
Is it the reality we seek?
Is there a better truth?
A new reality.

Why don't we stick to what is real,
what is true, what is factual and solid.

Yet we hope,
and yet we dream.

Will it come true, become real,
or not to be.

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