Dreamers dream,
odd, yet, brilliant dreams,
thinking of them,
they oft beam.
I once knew a girl,
who dreamed the best dreams,
and called herself,
"the dreamer girl."
She wasn't restless,
only in chasing dreams, relentless,
she tread the fine line,
between genius & insanity.
She took risks,
most wouldn't take,
but a mathematician,
she calculated them.
She was much more,
than it met the eye,
she wrote prose I'd dream of,
and awed me with her every pose.
Perhaps she was flawed,
like the rest of us,
but she was legendary,
above the best of us.
Curious to think,
not at all?
that this "dreamer girl"
would someday be another's dream.
Yes, I loved her (and still do),
but not the kind you'd think,
she's a great inspiration,
and the reason of this composition.
YOU ARE READING
Just Some Crazy Poems
Poetry[HIGHEST RANKED at #60 05/07/2017] These are my musings through the past one year expressed in words I couldn't so much as utter from my lips. A tale of love, wonder, despair, depression and much more. Read on and enjoy the insanity.
