Yeah I know I am a dreamer looking for hope
But without love where will I find the end of this rope?
Break me and patch me one more time
For I will let you do it again and again
I own a very powerful tool; imagination
Thinking about you is my only addiction
Its love that induces this eternal blindness
Just to find ways into the life’s wilderness
Searching for shadows in darkness,
Accepting this love in bleakness
Despite all the damage
I think about us; a never ending mirage
But tell me this;
dreaming isn’t its own form of courage?
Yes, dreaming is being courageous! Well said 👍🏻👍🏻
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Very beautifully articulated 👍👍
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Nice one 👏
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Truly amazing👍
Dreaming and imagination❤️❤️
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Thanks a lot Alisha. I am glad that you liked it.
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Nice 👏🏼
Dreams are everything.
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Dreaming and courage. Those do go together. Well-said.
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Really love
this bit:
Its love that induces this eternal blindness
Just to find ways into the life’s wilderness
Searching for shadows in darkness,
Accepting this love in bleakness
My two cents…Life’s a mixture of dreams and words and facts and fiction and reality and dream interpretation.
The end goal –
No mirage but sustained unconscious dreamscape to help navigate
those shadows that get too bitterly dark.
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Love your insights vintageblack. I couldn’t agree more to what you said.
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pens of a feather. 🙂
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“A neverending mirage,” ooooof. Straight to the heart, that one. This is so well crafted, so beautiful. The way you balance rhyme and intensity of your poetry and musings is just incredible.
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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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It does take courage to dream! ❤ Beautiful poem of devotion to someone who can only hurt you. Why are we attracted to such relationships? Like the proverbial moth to the flame. All the best! Cheryl
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