Dreams

Dream On

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The dust of our fathers fall to the ground,
We’re left to pick up the torn pieces
Of their dreams that never took form
Wispy, sick, and cold to the bone
Twisted out of shape, crumbling to dust,
Spreading its rust to the dreams we once held,
Until they too break at the slightest touch.

Our dreams are Ghosts that haunt us each day,
Constantly reminding us of what gave up today,
To build a tomorrow that we will always delay,
As we chase after things that keep us this way.

And we are always chasing, chasing all the time,
After things that help us slowly drown,
In a cup of our own blood, sweat, and tears,
Invested but never enjoyed, in this unknown tragedy,
Until the seconds fly by and leave us pondering,
Where all the moments went that we were to cherish for life,
And it sinks in that we’ve lost too much but gained nothing of our own.

Our dreams are Ghosts that haunt us each day,
Constantly reminding us of what gave up today,
To build a tomorrow that we will always delay,
As we chase after things that keep us this way.

But I would rather have my Ghosts,
Haunting me day and night,
Reminding me of the little forgotten sparks of life,
Than hear the tragedy of the voices in my head,
Hopeless and forgotten by the waters I once tread,
For if anything, I only feel inspired to dream again
Though the dreams may never be more than fleeting dreams.

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10 thoughts on “Dreams”

  1. Without our dreams to urge us on and some to guide us, we are lost souls, wandering the world . You’ve said it all dp, and so well. Dream On, and never stop, it makes us what we are, and how we view the World and it’s opportunities, lost and gained alike. xPenx

  2. Our dreams are Ghosts that haunt us each day,
    Constantly reminding us of what gave up today,
    To build a tomorrow that we will always delay,
    As we chase after things that keep us this way.

    This was the best description of dreams I’ve ever read! Yes, dreams are supposed to be connected to happiness and sunshine, but in moments alone, in minutes of a little despair, we all realize sooner or later, not every dream comes true, not every tomorrow is the way we wish …

    Fantastic!

  3. dear DP,

    the strong statements about dreams as ghosts made this poem almost like a surreal thing. i envy your strength to believe that chasing the dreams is never wrong. this is quite unpredictably good. all the best.

  4. This is beautiful. I hear it like a song in my head as I read. In many ways you wrote my life story … it’s taken me 27 years to reach for my dream again.

    Bravo!

    D.

  5. I love this poem. Life without dreams is hollow and empty. It is our dreams that give us reason to live.
    Beautiful words as always.
    🙂
    -Kim

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