PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Some people dance the crest of waves

Their horizons clearly seen.

Grab their life, live well the dream

And sail their life serene.

But others live within dark clouds

And never touch the stars.

Any dreams that dare to be,

Like whisps of smoke, are blown away.

We like to think we have a choice-

But I don't think that's true.

For I would always choose the first,

And I think that you would too.