April PAD 27: I Can't Stop Dreaming

THE TROUBLE IS I CAN’T STOP DREAMING

Dreams are the units of measurement
spanning to futures unattained.
Inches of hope tend to grow
as I regain my footing,
and shrink as I remain the same.
The trouble with dreams is
they don’t care what is real.
They’re my unchained
forums of wannabe ideals
absent from limitations
my generation inherited.
You point your accusations
at my stride, as if my flaws
aren’t already exhibited.
I’ll keep inviting your riots
against my progress,
for soon your righteous pride
will lead you to a sinful fall.
The trouble is I can’t stop dreaming
and I don’t mind being in trouble at all.


Prompt: Write a poem entitled "The Trouble Is __________"
Poetic Asides Community


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Don't you just love how haters inspire you to do well?

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