Just a thought.

Dreams are the imagination of the soul
If combined with reality
Would yours become whole?
But if a dream is just a dream
For which you give no scope
Then you have taken mans imagination
And left him without hope
They can't be seen except in sleep
Or as an aim will slowly creep
Within the confines of your mind
Awaiting birth to be refined.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-12-11 at 12:45

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Vixen's Cub
Very well written, thought through. I don't particularly agree with you on the part:

"They can't be seen except in sleep"

I seem to have a tendency to zone out at random moments, dreaming about something or another. But then, that's just me! ^_^ . Wonderful as expected.
2005-12-13


Black Knight
Exactly. A dream is aim. So go to it and take it...
If you really want - you'll do it.
2005-12-13


John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
A new fragment of vasting lacender and rose scents your personality.

Great write.
2005-12-11