Dream And Dream

Dream And Dream short poem

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The colors of the leafs are blown away,
The beauty of the season goes away
A white layer comes and it won’t go away
Cold , it is cold but we have fun anyway
The beauty of the world, it is here and everywhere
You just have to look , look closer
Can’t you see, its not all gray, black or pink
Its a mix of everything you want to be and everything you don’t want to see
And that is what makes earth what it should be
The world full of magic and mystery
Sad and happy
We all want something we cannot be
But one day, one day we will all find our lucky charm
And we will ride the wind of change
We will change the world
Young and old , we should all be bold
Dream, dream and dream again
If you work hard enough on your dream one day you’ll live it.

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Srdjan Solkotovic

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Srdjan Solkotovic(Srđan Šolkotović) is a young aspiring author born on the 6th of January, 1993. Currently owner of The Writing Hut and literature student, a writer born in Serbia, raised by multinational parents (Serbian/Wallachian father and Romanian mother).The first time I was interested in writing was around the age of 12. It seemed fun to create worlds that people enjoyed to read about. Writers are amazing, creating with only pen and paper. Like playing god.Most of my works are of a poetic nature but I have written and published some erotica. Now I have a few projects that I will work on and I hope that you will enjoy reading them when they are finished.
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Chandrama Deshmukh
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That is one optimistic poem, something I so needed to read today 🙂
It’s this belief of finding the lucky charm that keeps us going.
But do you really think it exists? Aren’t hopes just like mirages? Just wondering!

Made my day. Thankyou.

This reminds me of something I wrote long back…
“A little wish,
Before thoughts perish…
One moment of growing wings
One moment of breaking strings
One moment of open sky
And one last for a calm goodbye”

http://highonpoems.com/46/english-poems/short-poem/one-moment

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