Consider those dreams,
Fading into realities realms,
Woken up to a harsh truth,
Razed by some skeptics deem!
Consider the blue skies,
Painted far and wide,
Or the Lilies growing wild,
By some mountain side!
Consider the stars strung,
Across the velvety night,
Or the glimmering lake,
Shown in the moonlight!
Consider the mountains,
Carpeted by even trees,
Or the boughs swaying,
To some gentle breeze!
Consider those wisps of cloud,
Curled at their end,
Or the beautiful rainbow,
In the firmament, as they bend.
Consider these splendid facts,
Now cast in living view,
Never is a dream given,
If you can’t make it true!
Fading into realities realms,
Woken up to a harsh truth,
Razed by some skeptics deem!
Consider the blue skies,
Painted far and wide,
Or the Lilies growing wild,
By some mountain side!
Consider the stars strung,
Across the velvety night,
Or the glimmering lake,
Shown in the moonlight!
Consider the mountains,
Carpeted by even trees,
Or the boughs swaying,
To some gentle breeze!
Consider those wisps of cloud,
Curled at their end,
Or the beautiful rainbow,
In the firmament, as they bend.
Consider these splendid facts,
Now cast in living view,
Never is a dream given,
If you can’t make it true!
1 comment:
Yes its so true...all big achievements start with a simple dream. Keep writing Ajay, keep the good work going...who knows it may get published one day.
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