This Dream

I had a dream about a land

of flowing juice and cotton ball.

Technically, a land as white

as an angel's soul.

Where sun rarely kisses

and wolves are free to howl.

I saw my footsteps register

as I began to prowl.

I had a dream about a land

as cold as Napoleon's heart.

Where the winds are inhospitable,

and life form seems so impossible.

I felt so alone as I walk to seems like,

an endless abyss.

But I careless as if I would never freeze.

I had a dream about befriending two white bears,

particularly, a him and a her.

We would be sitting on Frozen Earth

and sharing on a drink.

We would watch the Northern Lights dance

without a blink.

I had a dream about something so splendid.

yet I was awakened only to know

that my dream was interrupted.

I want to go back,

yet I can't find the way.

Sleep have already passed by

Could it mean it's time to say goodbye?

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I Just Wish

I wish I had the moves and the pheromones of a pro,

to make everyone see that I am attention-worthy.

I wanted to nail everyone's eyes on me.

So that I could make them see,

a chaos behind a tranquility.

I wish I could grant everyone an unending laughter.

Begins with an infectious smile, yet ends with a satisfying one,

after the crackles of voices have settled down.

That alone makes me believe I am within a miracle,

a miracle of a strange force called life.

I wish I could conquer the world.

yet the borders of my existence seems to lessen the possibility.

Still, my existence suggests he's more than enough,

to smell the scent of flowers around us.

I wish everyone's wisdom adheres,

to what my existence suggests.

I wish I had the wisdom, not everything,

but every time the wind of uncertainty demands.

I can't seem to understand the need to break a circle,

just because pride and hatred dangles from it.

I cant seem to understand the need to grow apart,

knowing that before,

we all share the beat of only one heart.

I wish I had the power to convince everyone,

not for self-centered intentions,

but for the healing of Jah's brainchild.

I want everyone to hold on to my words,

So that I may tell everyone in serenity,

the rage and the pandemonium,

caused by everyone's perplexity.

I wish I had the power to repair a broken bond.

To heal a broken bridge of affection

and a shattered glass of interaction.

It really bleeds me from within,

to see bonds of clay, torn apart in half,

because of belzeebul's favorite dish.

I could give up my own existence to see a bond reunited.

I wish I may be given opportunity to do everything I have declared.

If that time comes, then I would never budge to give

every single force Jah have strewn in my mortal body.

For I love to see a joy restored,

for eternity.