Why to pursue the dreams
Which don't belong to me
Why to chase dreams
Which are no longer mine
Sparkling so bright making me blind
Is it Diamond or just glitter?
Sometimes the truth may hurt
And my heart may bleed
Better to collect pure pearls and pebbles
From the deepest ocean of my dreams.
Wonderful imaginary. Creation of boundaries on reality in a dream is much interesting. Fantastic metaphorical base... let it be quoted your two lines in this regard... Better to collect pure pearls and pebbles From the deepest ocean of my dreams.
a bird in hand is worth two in the bush.......may be the moral of your nice poem..
Is it Diamond or just glitter? Sometimes the truth may hurt And my heart may bleed Better to collect pure pearls and pebbles From the deepest ocean of my dreams. - - - - - - - Yes, it is better to collect pure pearls and pebbles which are present in the ocean of your dreams than chasing dreams which are no longer yours.A wonderful write, thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much for the comments. I am glad that you visited my poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very deep and introspective poem. This is great poetry writing.