Dreams of eyes closed
Magnificent, magical, unexposed
In the nights of desire
Comprising of both, ice and fire
They both sustain together
but only in dreams of
And then you work hard enough
Climb the peaks, oh so tough!
You fight with anyone who stops you
With struggles and little victories
your path to success
to realisation of your dreams
And then you reach there…
Life seems just and fair
You got what you were set to get
You saw what you were set to see
You breathed what you were set to breathe
Only to realise
That the lustre and the glitter is all gone
The magnificence, the magic was never there.
It only becomes too real.
And then you think…
some dreams should remain dreams
for the sake of…..magic?