Do you dream, sir?
No, I am not talking about
Those blurry, flimsy, wispy clouds
That you see at night
With your eyes closed
Those are dreams alright
But it is not what I am alluding to
What I am alluding to
Are the dreams one sees
During one’s conscious hours
The thing that compels one
To wake up earlier than usual
The thing that stops one
From sleeping peacefully
The dream I am alluding to
Is the fire that burns within
The heart; the spark that lights
Up your eyes; the thought that
Absorbs you within itself
Yes, that is precisely the kind
Of dream I am speaking of
Those are the dreams that every
Person has in the most
Intense degree possible
These are the dreams that
No human being is immune from
For fire burns within each of us
Do not tell me it is rare
I shall not hear of it
I shall not be convinced otherwise
I am certain it is commonplace
I am definite of its presence
In each and every being
That claims to have a soul
It may not always be visible
Some show it upon their face —
The passion, the fervour
Whereas some nurture it
Quietly in the deepest, darkest
Chamber of their hearts
It may be wealth or success
Health or popularity
It may be jotting the thoughts
Inside your head on paper and
Exposing them to the world
Or it may be something as simple
As starting a family
Now imagine a common being
With such an ardent dream; working
Towards it night and day; gradually
Inching closer to the
Destination and preparing to
Celebrate the achievement as the
Fulfilment of the dream draws closer
Imagine such a being and then
Imagine also that this being
Is parted from his dream
Just as it was about
To be his or hers
By the cruel and wicked hands
Of Life; or perhaps I shall say
Of Death
Picture him or her trying to cling
On to the shards even though
They pierce through the skin
Visualise such a person
Trying to find joy
In hopelessness
One can easily then see
What the logical conclusion will be
The person will sooner rather than later
Realise the loss; the futility of it
Will dawn upon the mind and all
Around they will see nothing but
Despair
A man is nothing if he has no hope
When one loses one’s dream
One also loses one’s mind
Yes, Life is unkind and
Not all have enough fortitude
To face such emptiness
Do you dream, sir?
Yes, I know you do
We all do

🤯 blowing.
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Thank you 😇
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Frank, you have a great talent. Have you published some of your poems?
Now me I have a one-track mind and I think you have already guessed that from my comments and replies: my one-track mind is Jesus.
I have one dream only: That I would sow the seed that leads to someone becoming saved. I will never known when and if that ever happens because it will be God that makes the seed grow and He is not going to broadcast it.
I am already 81 years old, but I still have and will always – as long as God gives me time on earth – have the same dream.
Keep on dreaming and writing such beautiful poetry.
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I haven’t published my poems but someday I will before I return to my roots.Writing is my one-track mind and I thank you for showing me the importance of being positive. Cheers and take care
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So Frank is a woman. Great Poetry,
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I have no idea how you came to that (wrong) conclusion 😁
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Oh I dunno, maybe I thought if you went back to earth for your husband you may be a woman.
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Great poem Frank. To answer your question, Yes I do dream sir. When I am asleep, I dream of the next future and the person I want to be 15 years from now. Yes dreams don’t are not real in the physical sense but they do manifest later in life. 💯👏🏙🏙
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Well said, Mthobisi!
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My pleasure my brother🙏🙏
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Do all dreams manifest later in life? You say you dream of the next future I sincerely hope that is because you are right with God. Jesus will be coming soon.
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Thank you my friend. I trust in God♥🙏🙏
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Amen to that brother, Mthobisi.
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So beautiful poetry. Very nice written. Hope with dream.🆗
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💗🙏
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I’m inpressed
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Thanks a lot 😇
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In previous years, I shoved my dreams aside. But oh, how I dream so high these days. I not only dream but also strive to make my dreams realities.
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Good luck to you, my friend. Go get ’em! 👍
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Lovely, well written Frank! 💯
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Thank you so much!
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Most welcome.
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Wonderful Poem . Beautifully written and expressed.
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Thanks a lot! 😇🙏
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Of course
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Such an inspiring poem, Frank. 🌷❤️💐
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Thank you, Carolyn!
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Wow! Had to read it twice. Great writing 😎👍
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Thank you so much, Darryl! 😇
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It’s like you took my recent haiku and fleshed it out fully. Very nice.
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Thanks! 😁
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What a wonderful poem, you might be right, that such a fire burns within all of us, we all have dreams and goals we’re working towards. I’ve already experienced the situation, when a dream is shattered, how hard it is to face it, the choices you have and most importantly the chances you have, to move on stronger and find yourself a new dream to burn within your heart. To me really touching poetry since it reminds me of the toughest hours and the best choices in my past. Thank you.
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You’re welcome, Susanne!
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Nice poetry ! You write nice by
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Thank you 😇
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👏👏👏 holy moly .. this was fantastic Frank. 🤯🤯 This took me on a trip. A reckoning within myself. Life is short, and at any moment things could change..if the passion of withing to do something, one must act. Love the dream…
I do dream sir..big dreams.
Lovely writing sir. 👏👏
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Thank you so much, Nigel!
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You’re welcome sir. 🙏
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