Fantasy world - a poem
We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion.
The great task in life is to find reality.
I have a dream that goes on and on,
A waking dream, a slumber dream,
A dream like a raging fire,
My hearts only desire.
Seemingly caught in a gust of wind,
Spinning and twirling me around,
Flashes of color and distant scenes,
Moving faster than I can glean
Quicker paced and multi hued,
Than this drab and dreary world I know.
Pleasure filled and beckoning,
Tantalizing, magical fantasy.
I long, I yearn, I imagine,
To know what is in store for me,
That burning urge that chills the spine,
To make this dream forever mine!
A peek, a glance is all I seek,
Into that alluring threshold,
While my life goes by unnoticed,
Half lived and forsaken.
This mystery that has me bedazzled,
Blinded and bound me in its power,
Its tentacles about me, wind,
I am crazed, in my desire.
Longing, aching, never sleeping,
Tossing and turning around,
The love of my life here is weeping,
Bitter tears abound.
Life went on and so did love,
Still chasing after my dream,
Knowing not my loss, I walk in a daze,
In a delusional feel.
Reality strikes a solid blow,
Like ice upon my sleep warmed face,
Half my life has gone me by.
I awaken from my daze.
My life, a still born child,
Ended before it began,
Never moved around or made a sound,
Unheard, unseen, undone.
Never give up, I tell myself,
It is not yet time to die,
It is a huge world out there,
There is yet hope.
Picking up the bits, I trudge along,
Puzzling the pieces together,
The words of my mother ring in my ears,
“Don’t fly away on a feather!”
This Poem is intended to portray the day dreamy, hazy , fantasy world of some young people, living in that twilight word between dreams and reality.
Thoughts have tremendous power; we can either create or destroy with that power. It is important to control and channelize this energy in the right direction. Dreams by themselves are not wasteful; some great works of art or literature have been birthed there. In order to harness our thought processes productively we need to learn to program our minds.We become successful individuals when we drive our thoughts and emotions instead of them driving us!!
If dreams are your power bases, dream on.. make a vision... make it work..
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