“dream Killers” Poem by aira olayvar
“dream Killers”
They are there to laugh with us…
At the moment we celebrate for them.
Talking about their success when we fall short of it,
Feeling high, looking us down.
Wearing the mask of friendship,
They seemed to care, with open arms, embracing to disgrace.
Gossiping, back-stabbing…
Giving the land its ear to hear them judge us err…
Giving the air its eyes to look us in dismay…
They are comforting, trust disguising…
Bringing us to ruin, catching, ensnaring us unaware…
Sharing them your life, you end up losing yours,
Help them up; see them drag you down…
Sharing them your dream, you end up discouraged…
For those were the dream killers, they are never happy without slaying somebody.
-aira
stark words of truth M'lady. Hold onto your dreams privately until you find one you can trust to share
Dear Aira, You have spoken true of the 'Dream killers'. They are everywhere, we must just ignore them and not let them ruin what is beautiful! Excellent job! 10
Sharing them your dream, you end up discouraged… For those were the dream killers, they are never happy without slaying somebody. ya andtheriend is alsosodramatic dear.they can never be happy in their life...they are killers themselves....lovely poemto read....10 read mine..o, tears..fine without you
A person opens one’s mouth for a talk by the abundance of the heart… writers write by the hearts ‘content… it is just inspired by my encounters of them... salamat for the comment... Salamat means - thanks in my language...
Whoever they are, beware of them. The last stanza is self-explanatory. Deep and thought-containing poem...10/10. Best Wishes. Naseer
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Giving the land its ear to hear them judge us err… Giving the air its eyes to look us in dismay................feeling flows by eloquence as when stranger of unknown grace, beautiful write by imagery,10++ , thanks for sharing