I Dreamt

A poem

Waqas Ahmad
The Honest Perspective
2 min readJun 28, 2024

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Photo by Josh Hild on Unsplash

I write on the topic of “I Dreamt” because dreams offer a gateway to a realm where imagination and reality intertwine. They allow us to explore the depths of our subconscious, where desires, fears, and aspirations manifest in vivid and often symbolic ways. Through writing about dreams, I aim to capture the ephemeral nature of these experiences and to delve into the profound meanings they may hold for our waking lives. Dreams inspire me to contemplate the mysteries of existence, the power of the mind, and the limitless possibilities that lie within our inner worlds.

In the quiet of midnight’s embrace,
I dreamt of more than this fleeting space,
Where time slows to a gentle sigh,
And dreams take flight in the vast sky.

I dreamt of oceans beyond the shore,
Where waves whisper secrets forevermore,
Of mountains that touch the heavens high,
And stars that paint the endless night sky.

In the depths of my soul’s quiet hum,
I dreamt of melodies yet to come,
Of stories untold, waiting to unfold,
In the tapestry of life, rich and bold.

I dreamt of love in its purest form,
A symphony of hearts, calm and warm,
Of laughter that echoes through the air,
And moments cherished beyond compare.

I dreamt of a world where peace prevails,
Where kindness reigns and hope never fails,
Where every soul finds its place of grace,
In the gentle rhythm of time and space.

In the stillness of dawn’s first light,
I hold onto dreams that burn so bright,
For in dreams, I find my wings to soar,
To live, to love, to dream of more.

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