In a world where dreams take flight,
Where darkness yields to the morning light,
There lies a treasure, precious, untold,
A silver lining, a tale of centuries old.
Freedom, the word that echoes afar,
In every beating heart, like a guiding star,
It whispers through the rustling trees,
And dances upon the shimmering seas.
It's the melody in the songbird's trill,
The rush of wind upon the hill,
It's the laughter of children at play,
And the colors of the breaking day.
Freedom's canvas knows no bounds,
It paints the sky with vibrant sounds,
In the quiet corners where souls find peace,
And where troubled minds find sweet release.
In the open fields where wildflowers sway,
And in the courage of those who dare to say,
That tyranny's grip shall not hold sway,
For freedom's light shall guide their way.
The secret to happiness is freedom,
And the secret to freedom is courage,
It's in the courage to speak your mind,
And in the strength to be unconfined.
To stand tall against oppression's might,
And champion justice with all your might,
To face all dangers and enemies with pride,
Your freedom is in your hands not in others.
Freedom's flame burns bright and true,
In the hearts of the many, the chosen few,
It's the fire that ignites the human soul,
And the force that makes us truly whole.
For in the quest for freedom's embrace,
We find the essence of our human grace,
In the right to love, to live, to be,
In a world where all are truly free.
So let us raise our voices high,
And let our dreams take to the sky,
For in the pursuit of freedom's call,
We find the greatest treasure of them all.
You are the architects of your dreams to come true,
To make your expectations to be real and alive,
Never lose hope or lose confidence because,
That's what stops your dreams into becoming reality.
Your dreams are yours to chase after,
Yours to do something and be proud of,
Not to feel like it was pointless or in vain,
Every little dream has its own succession.
To every little girl who has high dreams,
Please keep dreaming to become more,
And something you can achieve through,
Ultimately your dreams may come true.
Its like a fairy tale, you can picture yourself in,
Finding your passion and interests to improve,
In life which is a complex matter of sorrows and blues,
Only hardwork can make dreams come alive in colors.
To every hard working student, who gets tired,
By studying subjects and lessons to get prepared,
For exams and many important tests, but the real,
Exam is your life, how you can utilise time and achieve.
For life make become tougher and harder,
But you need to push through and keep fighting,
Because, in the end, your struggles will be something,
More than worthy like a chest of expensive treasures.
Your freedom is like your dreams your chasing,
Dreams are the opposite of freedom because,
To strive for something you need the will to fight,
Both of these are relied on one another to be true.
In the tapestry of life, woven with care,
Freedom dances, its essence rare,
A melody sung by the winds that roam,
Through valleys green, and mountains' foam.
Freedom, oh freedom, a lantern so bright,
Guiding our spirits through darkest night,
It's the flutter of wings, the song of the bird,
The whispered secrets that are seldom heard.
In the quiet moments, when silence reigns,
And the world pauses, releasing its chains,
Dreams unfurl like banners in the sky,
Carried by hope, as they soar on high.
For dreams and freedom, entwined they stand,
Hand in hand, across the land,
For dreams are the seeds that freedom sows,
In the hearts of those who dare to oppose.
They are the whispers that stir the soul,
The fuel that ignites, making us whole,
For in dreams, we find our truest form,
A sanctuary from life's raging storm.
In the darkest dungeons, where shadows dwell,
Dreams are the keys that break the spell,
They unlock the gates, they tear down walls,
They heed no barriers, no boundaries tall.
For dreams are the artists of our fate,
The canvas on which we create,
And in their embrace, we find release,
A refuge where our spirits find peace.
So let us cherish, let us hold dear,
The dreams of freedom, ever near,
For they are the light that guides our way,
Through the darkest night, to the break of day.
In freedom's embrace, our dreams take flight,
And soar beyond the realms of night,
For in their union, we find our song,
A symphony of hope, forever strong.