Dreams…

sometimes my dreams get so big

am forced to shrink.

Gold plated reverie,I could almost touch them.

I want it all yet, they stand tall.this walls.

time keeps rolling

it’s marathon never ending

my bones deep in bitter romance with stress

the lazy takes over the body,

fear sips in,

then my teeth sinks into the depths of reality.

I like to dream sometimes……..



10 thoughts on “Dreams…” by katiee (@katiee)

  1. I like to dream too sometimes because it keeps me in perspective. A nice poem indeed!

      1. @katiee…always welcome. You could check out my poem at http://www.naijastories.com/2014/03/elove-poetry-peeling-back-the-mask/. Thanks.

  2. This one is not good at all.

    1. Your opinion…feel free to dislike it…thanks .

  3. @kaycee, but you could encourage @katiee to keep on and keep her passion alive…

  4. Honeywrites (@Rachel_Williams)

    This is a good poem…but I think you had some unnecessary punctuations in there…somewhere

    1. Thanks..correction noted

  5. a poem but with unnecessary punctuations.

  6. The poem needs a little touch.

Leave a Reply