Ashes of My Dream
Strings all over me
Pulling me backwards
Tying me down
Down the ashes of my dreams
My fear blazed like a wild fire
Their tongues scorched me like devouring wild fire
Their tongues had no positive utterance in my dream
I could see my dream in ashes
Despite scorching heat of criticism
My dream never died
In the ashes of my dreams I could see it striving
I could see a flicker of a flame surviving the dying fire
One complement snatched me out of a blazing fire
Like a helicopter, it flew me away from my fears
Up in the sky my dream withered ashes like a tree tilt its old leaves
It was not just a ride but a revival of my dream
Like a surviving little piece of wood in ashes
My dream is alive and has kept me fighting
My dream is now a reality; you can do the same with yours
Never let your dream perish in ashes of your dreams
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