As dreamers do




A walk down the memory line
Gave life to a succumbed thought of texture
Neither the barman nor the barista could taste my kind of drink and recognize
I tell you folks I would be of amaze
If the they could rally through my very own maze
Tell me not I just dream
For I dream not to dream alone but act on it
As dreamers do

Should there be a wave with the coldest blow
My own feet I won't raise to walk away but instead to stand firm till dawn falls
They didst call upon thy name, I'm to learn why
Though with tears I faced the sky
Drip! drip! drip!
Waters from my two lights of nature fall so wry
With a story to tell but to start with a question why
Well of course I shall not fret
I was one of them but I wasn't called
Left behind my heart shook and almost lost it's fertile soils
I closed my eyes to see a better day
A visionary of my own missionary
I still believed
As dreamers do

A little lift of my falling soul is what I needed
But I wouldn't say I was fortunate
Only mom to congratulate
Is only what I had that I could call absolute
Give a little light
That I always yelled to thew skies
Wishing I could grasp at least a little courage
Should I have to sing, my voice always cracked
But for sure the energy I had was only of holding on
As dreamers do

Got down to the center of heart
Found tunnel which led to a lump relief
Although I was a man less of belief
Only then ,yes only then I found the me that I sought
That's when I knew it is nearest dawn,the darkest hour
Just as I rose the next morning I wrote it to my fellows
As dreamers do

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