A dream has a right
To flourish in one’s eyes
It has a liability to cross
Through one’s eyes
Always cant become true
All the time
But still they give a hope
And is sometimes a beautiful lies
That decorates in one’s eyes
Making one feel a part of this world
That has a sketch mapped by
His own
Alas! At times dreams broke
But still they have a long
Way to go
As they are a hope
Of life
And you don’t want
To let them go.
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