I captured a dream
Of melodious seems
And put it in a bottle of glass
So that when I arose
The sunlight would pose
And the rays would begin to dance
I walked to a tree
Where the bottle would be
And saw a reflection on the grass
I looked to the sky
A bird flew by
And with it the bottle of glass
I searched for years
Wasted my tears
On the dream that now was lost
I walked through the deserts
Paraded the sees
And even scouted the frost
But alas the dream
Of melodious seems
Was nowhere to be found?
I looked to the north
I looked to the east
The West and the South
Then I had a thought
A revelation of sorts
On this dream that I wanted to keep for myself
That now far away
It would be found
And the dream would be with someone else
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC
I captured a dream
Of melodious seems
And put it in a bottle of glass
So that when I arose
The sunlight would pose
And the rays would begin to dance
I walked to a tree
Where the bottle would be
And saw a reflection on the grass
I looked to the sky
A bird flew by
And with it the bottle of glass
I searched for years
Wasted my tears
On the dream that now was lost
I walked through the deserts
Paraded the sees
And even scouted the frost
But alas the dream
Of melodious seems
Was nowhere to be found?
I looked to the north
I looked to the east
The West and the South
Then I had a thought
A revelation of sorts
On this dream that I wanted to keep for myself
That now far away
It would be found
And the dream would be with someone else
A poem that metaphorically illustrates what happens when people don't pursue their dreams, but instead use it as a show for the rest of the world-wrote from experience
