Empty Jars of broken dreams

I walk these empty lanes,

With this jar of broken dreams,

When the world dreams away,

I sit back and count few of them…

 

No one is by my side,

Only my shadow that follows me,

With this jar of broken dreams,

I collect another few of them.

 

These dreams seem to be an illusion,

I am afraid to open this jar which seems to consume me,

These dreams seem to be a chimera,

I am afraid to peek into, if they absorb me!

But why to be afraid?

I have my heart beating…

My soul within,

Maybe in this silent world,

Someone, someday looks for me…

And finds me out!

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31 thoughts on “Empty Jars of broken dreams

  1. Jayshree says:

    Hail hail hail🙌🙌🙌 you are just too much😍 so much to learn from you. So I mean.. U r so young talking such wise words..
    Yes, I too follow/ believe, we need to find ourselves and create our being. The most beautiful journey is within, which many fail to realise.. Hugs..happy blogging 😘😘😘

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