TED ANTALYA COLLEGE / 10-D
Dreams
Dilara UYAR
36
Up in the heavens in the white clouds Lays a land where no despair is in sight The land where all and none is said aloud One that opens its gates in the hours of night
Its existence running on thou memories Fuelled with thou imagination Transforming scenes into treasuries In the depth of mind appearing in desperation
Away from the pain misery thou hath lived Being the sole escape from thousand sorrow The solitary fortress without demons that thrive Sanction with no needs for a new tomorrow
Why are dreams the only shrine away from gloom And why should thou suffer this infernal tomb