Born in a pathway of dreams
When I sleep, I travel in time
Flying through smooth and rough

Smaller the smoother and slower I fly
Faster it seems I could fall off or crash
Especially as the rough wind grows big

But I have seen all dimensions it has
I now get composed inside my prime
Knowing that if the surface is tough

All I need is a good mindset not cry,
Then the smooth surface will hatch
And if for some reasons it doesn’t ring,

I just have to quickly set myself free
Then cool and calmly let my plane be
To wake up from the scary dream.

Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

(C) 2017

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2 Comments

  1. This should be dedicated to Sunday evening and Monday mornings

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