Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
On all the long roads traveled,    one must have dreams    for life without dreams,      is like living in A cage that never opened. Yes, life is, but dreams,   filled with memories     of the pasts or presents,   which are captured on films   and saved for tomorrow,   to smile with the younger Self, in the light beams.
0
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
Dreams
On all the long roads traveled,    one must have dreams    for life without dreams,      is like living in A cage that never opened. Yes, life is, but dreams,   filled with memories     of the pasts or presents,   which are captured on films   and saved for tomorrow,   to smile with the younger Self, in the light beams.
Jobira
Written by
51/M/Here
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem