Oodles of dreams
Twinkling in the two small eyes,
Some bears fruit, ripe and savory
Whereas some perishes, like flowers in storm
Slaying the soul within...
Eyes enshrouded by despair
Heart scathed bitterly.
Silently from those scars,
Something looms up...
Lesions of broken dreams
Metamorphose into seeds of willpower;
Firm and determined
Replenishing confidence and life within.
I have written this poem for all the dreamers out there who never give up on their dreams, even if their dreams get shattered or broken on the way. They fight for their dreams relentlessly and chase their dreams despite failures and adversities. They don't stop until they get hold of their dreams.
I believe that I am a restless dreamer. What about you?
Linking this poem to Poetry Pantry #275