Dream, my leader

In the arms of comfort,

Dreams become lazy!

Look in the face of fear,

Dreams come as saviour!

My dream held my hand,

Brought me to the edge!

It pat my back and winked,

Thrilled with its behaviour!

I saw path being paved,

Doors opening in front!

My dream was leading,

Walked I as a follower!

Ahead I saw a destination,

Adorned with some comfort!

My dream whispered to me,

A name, sounding familiar!

I opened my eyes thinking,

Challenges, again in waiting!

A new phase of life begins,

With dreams, luck and wonder!

Published by Sneha

Thinker, Poetess, Instructional Designer

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