Can I Dare To Dream Again

Can I Dare To Dream Again short poem

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Can I dare to dream again
of happy moments left afar
those moonlit nights
those wonderful days,
of unseen, unknown love coming my way

Those dreams we Shared
each little fear we dared
Only to be washed away by just a sway
Leaving behind a scar that none can see
Your gift on Valentine’s day
Scarring me forever
My love filled world blown away

But I can feel and so will you
For we shared a Dream
What dreams should I dream now
When my dreams are all dead

But can I dare to dream again?
Or this is the end?

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Viswas Menon

Nice poem…one must continue to dare and dream again and again …no matter whether dreams are fulfilled or not…so go ahead and dare to dream….

Interesting work…keep it up..regards

ramakrishnan chatakondu

Dream….….without it this life will have no colours ……the success of our dreams is not in our hands …….but the process of dreaming is more beautiful than the output ……let is enjoy the suspense well knowing that we have given our best ……and with the blessings of god nothing is impossible .


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