Living Dreams..

A man is nothing without his dreams,and this poem is essentially me..Me,trying to achieve something which I couldn't...




A hundred feet inside the sea,
Looking frantically for something to see,
Choking deep,breathing hard,
Found something but the rest is lost.

It feels just like homecoming,
Better than what it was before,
Now for a second I feel wise,
Using water for air and nothingness for lies.

But Deja Vu I said and put that thought aside,
I hoped a way out and I tried to fight,
I wasn't sure If I would ever see a ray of light,
But still I steered my boat into that dark night.

Two weeks in the storm made me strong,
But my boat grew weak and it couldn't hold for long,
Seeping water,It marked my end,
But was it all worth the wealth I made.

Cold waters rushed down my lungs as I sank,
But the touch of gold and glaze of stones was all i wanted back,
All the memories rushed back to my head,
But was it all real or was I dead..??


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