HEED THE PLEA OF A DREAMER
Heed the plea of a dreamer like me…
That occupies the stage of incalculable fantasies.
Detached from what they call real
But dwelled in a home of uncertain gratitude?
Dreams are on my house…
At no cost, it’s complimentary for the ambitious.
Emancipated are the idealists who bound to no limit.
My existence clenched in time…
In my dreams there are no rules
No fiasco chained in the fitting.
But triumph priceless of fancy.
I am but a minion a nonentity mortal
Submissively seeks for completion.
In whimsy thoughts
I can hold the world in my hands….
Even turn just a nick of time…
Only in my world of fantasies I can call you mine.
Thoughts of you can wedged in my fittings
Passions are unchained from the attic.
Dreamer, yes I am.
Only in my dreams I find contentment.
