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Dreams

Jan 8, 2025
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Updated: Jul 15, 2025

By Aditi Penumatcha

City of stars

Never shine so brightly

For you make me believe 

That I could dream


I am no Juliette

I have no Romeo

To mourn my loss

If I leave life and go


There is no Xander to my Kimberly

To carry me and save my life

No Clyde to my Bonnie

For better or for worse to stay by my side


I dare not dream of love

For they were proven wrong

When I was a child and kept dreaming 

For a place where I could belong


I didn’t want a home of four walls and a roof

But of a person who gave me warmth in their heart

Someone to love through thick and thin

Till death do us apart


My vows of love left unspoken

With none to promise me a drop of affection

When I crave the vast ocean

My faith in love left here broken





I dreamed of love

One from the books

One destined from above

To express emotion with glances and looks


Will I ever find a warner

To love my broken Julliette

A lover to chase me across continents

Even when his memories I forget


Someone whose world would break

If God took me or the devil claimed me

Where is my Orpheus

Who would travel to the depths of Tartarus

To beg the god of death to return me


No I do not want a lover

Who will forget me and move on

I want someone to shake this earth

If a hair on my head were to be harmed


Where is the love of my life?

The other half to my broken soul

One who will consume my thoughts

And as an extension my being as a whole


By Aditi Penumatcha





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