Count Dream Unhatched

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
All the days ahead in my life.... will have something.... I have written now.... :)

Submitted: April 09, 2019

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Submitted: April 09, 2019



Good day,

Let me wake up,

Soulful thoughts I attract,

Like a dream unhatched,

If life is such a puzzle,

Camouflaged within its folds,

Where this story considers,

Goodness as my shepherd’s lamb,

May be on lessons I learned,

Without limits I dream,

Like an attraction unlocked,

If puzzle is such a lifetime,

Gratifying humbleness within its appearances,  

Where this script unlearns,

The change is real,

May be doubtful,

What ways I express,

After many failures,

I became merging those feedbacks,

From time to time,

Till the need of the last day within,

I like to express,

Some games unknown around the truth,

One dream I think,

Using gestures demonstrate in my duty,

May be hopeful,

I travel going through this play,

Where these likes and dislikes,

Unravel no doubts but trust and faith,

I thank God,

Noticing the arts of symbols and colours around,

Whatever ways I set my agreements,

With each of them my high esteem knows,

That this is not a birth of a scam,

Only if the outcome,

I owned up to the decision,

Unlock the potential of the gestures made to be led,

If the feeling of I collapse,

Into the values of demands,

So well respected and accountable,

To the world I feel as my home,

No doubt I will be held,

By the perseverance of the great love,

Here my early life compulsions,

I am reaping and having many revelations,

I never felt I am having poor classmates,

Who makes this rich friendship,

Outside of school,

The most elite spaces wished these writing wall,

There is always a fertility contribution,

Where we are highly sought after,

For the need to achieve greatness,

Itself will be a very respect to serve my global home,

I have an option,

In this owned family,

I am given a creativity,

Let me be caught what an artist does,

Unless I never own the status-trap,

Unless I fail withdrawn from work,

Unless I devalue any contributor here,

God has given me this irreplaceable work,

For a lifetime I may tie this knot,

From the mobility I remain concealed,

All rituals will be the game,

Born to win the devotion as our participants,

Where all variations end in a devotee,

Who bless the Living Earth with his sweat?

When time will welcome this clothing,

Whose instruments on life and death questions the truth?

A treatise on this family is my preference for all,

For the discourse itself is an antidote,

For the endangered transitions of our planet,

For who excel under the progressive needs,

Can more than God will do for the one human family?

Let there be no difference on this birth within.

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