Bright colours of mind sets to sleep with those unfinished dreams,
Rising up again to morning bright surreal shades,
Are those imageries cooking up something in deep canvas of mind,
Longing for success that evades for long?
Wish I could say, “To infinity and beyond!”
And rest awhile,
And wait awhile,
For those baggage of unfulfilled dreams to fly in golden parachute of triumph,
Finiteness shocks unintended,
Pulling back to cherish those dreams that once lived,
In eyes that see imagination fly beyond and over,
Dreams are to live,
Like the unintentional waves, they dance around in frolic,
Those aren’t mountains, those are waves,
They aren’t the mountains, static,
They dance around, cheering fruition, however long it may seem to be.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Mish for hosting Poetics at dVerse. I’ve used the lines :-
“To infinity and beyond!” – Toy Story, 1995 and
“Those aren’t mountains, those are waves.” – Interstellar, 2014 as a part of the prompt challenge.
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