Dreams That Never Fade

Dreams That Never Fade short poem

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When the sky was bright, I was able to feel the breeze of success
I felt myself as the king of everything,
who can even make the dumb to sing
my words made me confident
and my wings were ready to fly
which once disappeared when I was not awake.

Then the journey of success began,
and I was ready to face the obstacles
the days were garish, but I didn’t gave up
everybody was helpless, but my hope didn’t elude
and my confidence became the reason of my glory
it was not mine, but my dream’s story
and I became a gallant whom everyone called gifted
but my dreams were amorous and genuine
they were the gentle leaves in wind which made me peaceful.
They changed the life of an ordinary child,
and sent her to the ladders of ignition.

I am not virtuous, my dreams made me so
they didn’t allowed me to sleep
and made me more than perfect…

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