IF DREAMS WERE REAL..

If dreams were real and stars could speak,

I’d chase the echoes, soft and sleek.

I'd walk on clouds, embrace the night,

Dance with the moon in silver light.

If dreams were real, I'd paint the skies,

With whispered hopes and firefly eyes.

Mountains would move at my command,

Oceans would rise to kiss the sand.

If dreams were real, no tears would fall,

Lost voices would answer to every call.

Love would bloom in an endless hue,

And hearts would never break in two.

But dreams are fleeting, shadows bright,

They fade like mist in morning light.

Yet in my soul, they still ignite,

A world unseen, but burning white.

For dreams may vanish, slip, and stray,

Yet deep within, they light the way.

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The day boredom stopped by... 🤠

It was a Sunday that felt like a Monday pretending to nap. Ayu lay sprawled on the floor of his room, staring at the ceiling fan as it turned with the same rhythm as his thoughts — slow, pointless, and tired of itself. His phone battery was dead. The Wi-Fi was out. Even the lizard on the wall had moved on to more exciting corners. “I’m bored ,” he whispered to no one in particular, hoping the universe might send help. Just then, there was a knock. Not on the door. Not on the window. But somewhere inside his mind. A soft, peculiar knock — like the sound of a raindrop tapping on memory. “Hello?” he blinked. “I’m Boredom,” said a voice, clear and calm. “Mind if I stay for a while?” Ayu sat up. “You’re already here.” Boredom shrugged — a tall figure in beige, with socks that didn’t match and a book half-read. “I’m often misunderstood, you know. People think I’m useless. But I carry hidden doors.” “Doors?” Ayu raised an eyebrow. “Yes,” Boredom smiled. “To imagination. To curiosity. To ...

THE FOSTER CHILD

To my sister, my forever friend

From childhood days of whispered schemes, Through shared adventures, hopes, and dreams. Side by side in school we grew, Karate kicks and shopping too. You, the one who laughs so free, At every joke I share with glee. A heart so warm, a mind so bright, Guiding all with steady light. Through law books thick, you found your way, Yet love and kindness led your stay. Handling storms with grace and might, Turning darkness into light. Oh, wanderer with wings so wide, With every journey, hearts abide. Yet soon you'll walk another lane, A new chapter, joy untamed. But though the roads may twist and bend, You'll always be my dearest friend. For bonds like ours, strong and true, Stay unshaken, ever new.

TAILIAN'S DIARY :)

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