I am a dreamer. Indulging myself into dreams is what I do most often and it is something I love doing too. I feel like dreaming at the day time, when I got no work, when I get bored of everything. I just make myself coy and start taking a ride through the endless and vivaceous boulevard of dreams.
Truly one needs to dream before the dreams come true, lest they got no signifacance in one's life. But I dream too much. Their intensity and quantity are just too high, that leaves me confused on choosing the right dreams to fulfil. But I enjoy it.
I enjoy it and am happy dreaming 'coz they give me happiness nonetheless momentary but truly satisfying. It is because of my dreams that I find out the reasons of everything around by questioning myself. It is because of my day dreaming I discovered of my sensous side: the philospher,the poet, the story teller inside me. I am happy to be called a dreamer.
I will be listing some of my poems and articles ... for you, my gentle readers to cherish. I hope you will like them, since I feel things straight from the heart are hard to ignore.
A dreamer
Biru
poetry, stories and life
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1 comments:
You know... U certainly have a rare talent of expressing as they look, as understood.
Marvelous. If I say anything beyond this it wud seem fake.
So just hang on there.
"Wait.. Wait and one day the tide will wash you off."
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