Someone said to me once —
❝ a dream should be one
that gets fulfilled ❞

. . .

Closing my eyes, bestow the fears
you see why, I couldn't conquer
maybe we are living in a parade,
where nothing matters, only defoliate.

See, they're happy then
Why couldn't I be the same?
perhaps dreams don't come
to everyone, when lies evacuate.

you know, there are types
of dreams, one you see with
closed eyes, other with open eyes
Which ones provoke the most?

one brings vague lines,
other brings burning senses,
both are sailing on the wave,
you couldn't see— which one is your dapple.

they say work hard, but do you
know how it gets tiresome —
putting the same efforts
when the heart resists the pressure.

Dreams aren't dreams
when you concise them with
materials, a dream should be
one that gets fulfilled.

A dream should be one
which doesn't feed you
with dreads, mayhaps
prepared to take any charge.

A dream should be one
which gives you pleasure.

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I've realized one thing over the time, achieving the aspired dream would be hard but putting the efforts would be worthy —
And most important thing you wouldn't get tired of it, because it gives you pleasure.