A Pocket Full of Dreams

A Pocket Full of Dreams

Looking at the horizon of a quiet sea and cloudy blue skies

Dreams lie beyond reach for a restless heart and a playful fate

With unpredictable might came the waves that reverberate

Washed away, wandered, wrapped with iniquities

Serenity within is all the time paramount yet wearisome

The face speaks for everything mundane, nothing is for free

Holding on to your desires, painstakingly

For what is life without a profound meaning, without dreaming?