Dream of Mine

When i was just a child i used to dream a man riding on a great stallion… approaching to my direction and eventually stood briskly at my sight. He offered his hand and lifted me onto side back — rode with him. Then we arrived at pleasant meadow — nipa hut stood so strong, trees with ripe fruits, beautiful wel – proably a wishing well, swing and a bench along its side,…and a farm.. then there’s a narrow path that led us to a stream that led into a great fall. And as We strolled, we noticed that the path led us to a overseeing ocean.

 

…Since then i wanted a life that is simple and quiet...So simple that i could still recall what i always utter to them *THEM* -whenever they asked what kind of life do you want to have? and what things to you want to possess?

 

–simple. I want to have a family of my own. Two or four kids would do. I want to live in a farm and run a business in my own place so i can take care of my own family…

 

Things? — i dont want a car — but what i want is a 4×4 owner type jeep with some revision of the appearance and tons of amenities. I dont want to have fairytale love story but just a lifetime partnership… 

 

 

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In one of my busy days.. i caught myself searching the meaning of dream… well– most of the resources stated that its to see or imagine something in a sleep or vision. But wait!!!… does it necessarily be fulfilled? Because the dream of my own has not yet come true. Oh well… Reality bites but its still my dream…. My dreams may have been similar to yours or theirs… but mine is unique (though in some part it’s similar to them) and i for sure… i own it. It’s not necessarily need to come true… for it will never come true because it has to be gone along with someone, someone who’s willing to stay long.. someone who can lead me to the way to the so-called meadow…

 

The beauty of your eyes

What beauty lies in your inviting eyes

As I passed in front of your direction

It haunts me from time to time

And gradually induces my emotion.

Like a mild breeze, brushes my skin

Whenever I glanced right straight to your sight

Needless to know what beauty I see

For it calls me all through the night

Oh! When shall I see again the beauty of your eyes

For it is undeniably toxic

Growling inside my system, clogging all my breath

Pleading to see you more as I intend to seek

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