Rejoice - When old dreams return...

When old dreams return,
To share Myopia of desires …

In the old lane, trends of sorrow…
Grief of being the pragmatic…

Old dreams then talk to me..
Metaphor of togetherness..

Contrary to the rational,
They do also preach…

Old dreams share my heart,
With the one I loved once..

For the few dollars more,
I continue to whip out desires…

Change embraced so much so,
They forget the face they know..

All the way till the tomb..
They promise to lay beside…

When old dreams return,
Will they ever find “Me” again..