Poem #0001


When does the daydreaming stop?

What age do we become who we ought to be,

Want to be,

Hope to be.

When does the wondering cease and the manifestation begin?

Have dreams no mercy upon the dreamer?

No remorse for the victim?

Forever we chase, forever we lose

Of dreams we have, never ever to choose

(C) JasmineSkyy Forcer 2015