Below is the poem entitled My Fantasy Dream which was written by poet
Bacha. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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A Dream From My Past
Was A FANTASY.
Be patient I will take you where I
have been from the beginning.
One of those days was a lucky day
When I heard a light tap on my Door
Who is it I asked?
Its me the post man.
Oh dear I was murmuring what could it be?
Step by step with my cane I arrived to open with shaky hands
a young man with a smiling face was standing with an envelope
in his hand ready to give it to me but I had to sign it first
staring at him crying for help to stay as maybe it could be
bad news or good news.
I opened it and In there was a cheque of one million dollars
I screamed young man I won
the lottery I am a winner
yesterday I bought a ticket with my last 2 dollars thank you
please come back tomorrow I have a small surprise for you.
My cry of happiness was heard by the drops of rain knocking on my window calling to ask when I am due to cache the money as they also were my friends awaiting for the happy event to the never ending journey of giving.
My fantasy dream was fulfilled
Oh! how good is The Lord to me.
Now that I won I ran sat down got out my pen and paper and here I am
writing today I am rich but tomorrow I will become poor as I will give away
all the millions to the needy my family my friends everybody will share
Good night my friends until tomorrow another day another dream.