I threw my dreams, and I began to live.
I threw them at the gate of time—sealed;
And I let them die, along with my curiosity:
For ever buried in a mystery!
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A beautiful poem enchanting the spirit of optimism, “Without my dreams since then I live/I have a breath: therefore, -I must live! ”. Loved reading it.
Drive away the past and live in the present....! In the place of old dreams, start chasing new dreams! You have beautifully and touchingly projected the frustration of one whose dreams have been shattered! Awaken into a new morrow!