I am spectacular at dreaming
This doesn't go about achieving
My life till now is filled with mistakes,
They penetrate the emptiness with stakes
Of broken mirages about the living
And only memories of cloud-castles remain
I look at them with a grinning smile
And now I have a Self-sarcasm
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The dance of Autumn's leaves
PoetryThis Poetry collection is about Lifepath, and the growing up as a mature person. The Book contains philosophical poems about personal achievements and dreams with optimistic, bittersweet and sad taste. Everything written here, is based on my own e...
