Destiny Giant (Poem)

To keep out of enjoyments,

Enlace the hidden dreams,

Enkindle their profound imaginations,

And enliven them as hope.

They are dreams, not a truism.

Moreover, knowing well

Want to feel as though

Far better than hell.

No miracle makes them perfect.

No sorcery makes them possible.

No blessing will influence

And not converse the mirage to real.

With the ocean of eyes,

Tear of hopes,

Can’t bind anything

With tight ropes.

End of the play, all alone in mind

Feel like, lost the game.

With destiny giant

So dream further, in depression’s flame.