About the future
Everybody has a or more dreams about the future. People is nice for having a dream. But when time passe away, many people forget the original intention gradually. It maybe changed by friends or family. Maybe it doesn't worthy for insisting for us. Maybe more things doesn't so good as we think about.
Once i had more dreams. I want to travel more countries. I want to build own graden and plant variety flowers. I want to have a big century wedding party. I have so many dreams that i think myself is rich and have pleasures. Don't gorget the beauty for having dreams by all means. Don't give up any dream easily.
Future is so beautiful as rainbow ~
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I wrote a poem once about the same subject: Buried Dreams It’s been years since my last attempt At painting My wish for doing art Has been somehow discouraged I lost confidence in my skills For some years never daring To make any try Yet these days of silence Loneliness, and thinking Wandering while confused about my future Waiting for the university courses to start I came across some visions of beauty I’ve been playing with some images And I tried to understand what makes beauty Maybe I should limit myself just to watch Other people’s art I don’t think I am any good Except if I keep it to myself and do it for my own enjoyment and maybe for a few people who might enjoy it as well It would be only for fun and nothing more just to pass my time in a nice way How many dreams Have we not given up While being told to grow up? Having forgotten our right to be happy So many dreams We have buried and forgotten Among our worries And anxieties While growing up Where has our crazy courage gone? We now fear being called naïve For dreaming the impossible Or having no talent Or facing critiques Being told to grow up To be serious and responsible Lost in this boring world Our angry feelings will unfold Feeling desire to destroy Losing desire to create
- I wrote a poem once about the same subject: Buried Dreams It’s been years since my last attempt At painting My wish for doing art Has been somehow discouraged I lost confidence in my skills For some years never daring To make any try Yet these days of silence Loneliness, and thinking Wandering while confused about my future Waiting for the university courses to start I came across some visions of beauty I’ve been playing with some images And I tried to understand what makes beauty Maybe I should limit myself just to watch Other people’s art I don’t think I am any good Except if I keep it to myself and do it for my own enjoyment and maybe for a few people who might enjoy it as well It would be only for fun and nothing more just to pass my time in a nice way How many dreams Have we not given up While being told to grow up?
- Having forgotten our right to be happy So many dreams We have buried and forgotten Among our worries And anxieties While growing up Where has our crazy courage gone?
- We now fear being called naïve For dreaming the impossible Or having no talent Or facing critiques Being told to grow up To be serious and responsible Lost in this boring world Our angry feelings will unfold Feeling desire to destroy Losing desire to create
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Buried Dreams
It’s been years since my last attempt
At painting
My wish for doing art
Has been somehow discouraged
I lost confidence in my skills
For some years never daring
To make any try
Yet these days of silence
Loneliness, and thinking
Wandering while confused about my future
Wait
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