My dream was to live in a house
I did work hard day in and day out
To make my beautiful house
Brick by brick my dream came true
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Amusing poem............................great thinking by younger one, Junior poet.
Wonderful concept of a 9 years old child, nicely changed in a beautiful poem by a great poet.
Very true we do our best and they do their best it is a struggle of power, nice one man.
A dream that turns into a nightmare, love is a free emotion to allow the person to live his life not to be tortured as this is the death of love! Beautiful write!
Dream remains alive to make house beautiful. Having torture and selfish motives inside causes war. This is sad to see war in house and having love in house in nice for peaceful living. A very nice poem shared definitely.10
Very much close and true to present day's real life-10 Also thank you for your comment on my limerick Asim