Fulfil The ‘dreams’

Fulfil The dreams short poem

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Fulfil your dreams rapidly,
they may die.
No one knows about tomorrow,
You may not survive.

Fulfil your dreams rapidly,
Because when it’s gone
You will not have anything,
that you can bestow.

Fulfil your dreams rapidly,
they may get killed with time.
you might be a good person.
but world out there is full of crime.

Fulfil your dream rapidly,
Because when it dies.
Life will be like a broken-winged bird.
That can’t fly.

Fulfil your dreams rapidly,
Because when it’s gone.
Life will be like a barren land,
Frozen in a snow.

But when you get your dream,
It’s hard to express, it definitely feels better.
You will be speechless
And not a word to utter.

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