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What is now wrong with you?What is your heart suffering from?
You recall the growing dim pictures of your past.Can you catch a glimpse of gleamof your forgotten dream?
Have you ever had such happy days,when your dream came true;when the dark clouds, blown away,gave way for the warm sunbeams,and the sky became blue?
You follow with your eyesthe escaping pictures of your plain pastand understand -your heart cries out without a dream.
Your life is so one-colour as the grey cloudsyour lacklustre eyes are fixed upon,as you are drifting with the stream.
You ought to live only in that wayas you dream.
A new deep feeling is risingfrom the bottom of your soul -it is a dream!
Kindle the flame of your dreamand your wings will arise!And you, like a bird,will rise to the clouds.And the sun will streamthrough the cloudslightening your way to the new life -a life with a dream!
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This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.