Beauty Of Dreams.
Updated: Dec 20, 2022
By Rinu John
Heart beating loud, palms turned cold
lumps in my throat, where to hide?
Everyday fear through my spine
was the last two years of high school.
Days were dark as fell into pits
emotionally desperate mentally weak .
They asked me why I’ll explain it well
“As academic failures piled up high is
just the reason to walk through this”.
Bid farewell to the school
darkest days were over I guessed.
Yes the days were bright
my smiles stayed up right, but
nights were no longer to rest .
The past kept haunting me,
demons were within
not under the bed that took away peace.
Voids in soul stayed without my consent.
Sadness filled up till the brim and
swallowed my thoughts of reality that
made me exhausted to push forward
towards my fantasy of saving lives.
Fought for two years ,
‘failed' to the world but earned life.
The road took a different turn that
I never thought would be on.
Fantasy broke the shield, reality came into life.
Regret carved on the walls of my heart as
fantasy was different from reality.
Days passed by and somehow felt
home and warm cause the presence from
above mad me feel light as feather
could now fly as high.
Hope overflowed the jars and dreams turned new
I can now see the roads leading to life.
The paths are clear not easy I know
but that would help me to grow.
The marks on my heart were washed away and
happiness flowed in as blood in my veins.
Facing my fears to cross the bridge of doubts
that leads to confidence and growth.
I’ll take my time to adapt new acts.
Now I know why the paths were
crushed and narrow, glad to walk through with
the strength gained from love around.
My heart beats for life not of fear
hand holding pen for my future
clearing my throat for the voice inside
to see the world of my dreams.
By Rinu John