Chasing a shadow,
Chasing dreams,
Chasing an illusion,
Of what could have been,
It is so much easier to stay,
In touch with reality,

Shooting stars,
Cannot be chased,
But revolve around the moon,
In never ending space,

As free as the breeze,
Is a mind at ease,
Nothing can disturb the peace,
And an outstretched arm,
Of friendship,
Can make a difference in a world,
Torn with strife, violence and grief.

Categories: poetry

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