Moulding individuality
tuning in to the new normal
I wonder what are dreams ?
Is it to earn money or ?
To gain acceptance of people.
Dreams are nothing
Unless, it holds importance
and valued on,
A pleasure in purity,
far from treasuring ugliness.
Dreams at same time are lively,
get together with dear ones,
To be beholden to wake up,
Travelling to an enchanting
yet homey place.
A dream which makes my heart race,
offers hope in my misery
Standing on peaks and valleys
Someone I can call my other half.
What is my dream you ask ?
Hereafter, I dream of happiness.
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