Dying Dreams, Flying Dreams

Oath sworn to fulfil my dying dreams in pain

Yet not sure ...to find out my lost vision in the rain 

How long will it take to mount the same?

And recreate ...to make it alive and revive fame

 

Those unforgotten dreams got rotten on dine 

Dreamt all through the hardest harvest fall

Shattered, broke, residual left on the tame of wall

No more strength to carry out to woods of pine

 

Stinging into my eyes, torn skin open pores

How long will I tolerate this painful sore?

Fettered onto the worst part of time game

Dreaming for a Dawn across the dime – lame

 

Yet not satisfied, neither have the power of light 

To lower down the intention of dark night

How long will I safely land on my flying dreams? 

Moving forth to the valley of light for an angel beam