Wings Of Dreams

Lustrous and huge, as fly as above possible.

I might imagine my white feathers wings,

Expand when more and mire in open sky,

Amend me towards the flow of wind,

But as I create my own direction, took a cut up to the other side where my real dreams lies.

Where the high mountains stands, where the birds can fly high to reach the destination.

Dreams might be catch and fulfill fast,

As slow pace might make them dead too.

As everyone asks for dreaming the goals,

But never told how to achieve those,

Dreams makes our life beautiful and complete.,

Without its life is like an empty cup of tea,

Which us when pour in the form of dream,

Develops the taste and appetite for snacks,

As snacks here referred as for small steps,

Taken barely to achieve the goals.

Goals when comes together with dreamy eyes,

And our confidence in ourselves creates a tremendous path to reach up to the dreams.

Somehow spirituality and trust for divine also pave a way towards dreamy eyes into your mind 

Finally, it creates the roadmap of few steps into your mind.