My Dreams by Ron Carnell
My Dreams have always
Been simple dreams.
Nothing elaborate.
I wanted to be rich.
I wanted to be famous.
I wanted to be a benefit
to mankind.
But most of all, I just wanted
to be with You.
Suddenly,
All my Dreams have turned to Nightmares.
Been simple dreams.
Nothing elaborate.
I wanted to be rich.
I wanted to be famous.
I wanted to be a benefit
to mankind.
But most of all, I just wanted
to be with You.
Suddenly,
All my Dreams have turned to Nightmares.
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I believe that suicide and depression, when not medically induced, are the direct result of not having a Dream to propell you into tomorrow. Take away a person's Dreams, and you take away their life.
And when Annette left my life, I realized yet another Truth about Dreams. The 'little' Dreams most of us are raised to pursue really don't mean that much.
And when Annette left my life, I realized yet another Truth about Dreams. The 'little' Dreams most of us are raised to pursue really don't mean that much.
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I loved the poem I can totally relate. - Teresa |
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i think this poem was good it fit the i fill i have been hideing in side of my self becasue i just lost my grandmommow - betty jo |
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i'm pretty dense about peotry but it seems like a good poem. And that last line gives this poem a wierd twist(that i don't understand) but all of those who know a thing about poetry this is the poem 4 u. - Linda |
