Are our Dreams what we've missed?

Desires dance in the corridors of the mind,

A puzzle of wants, tangled and twined.

Do we chase what we think, or what we truly need?

In the quest for fulfillment, intentions can mislead.

Dreams paint a canvas, vivid and bright,

Guiding our steps, through day and night.

Yet when wishes are granted, a question may start,

Did we seek the right path, the yearnings of heart?

In the tapestry of time, answers unfold,

Desires once silver, might tarnish to gold.

As the sun of attainment breaks through the mist,

Reflections arise, are our dreams what we've missed?

What's craved in the storm might change by the shore,

The yearning transformed, with lessons in store.

Sometimes, what's obtained leaves an echoing doubt,

Did we truly grasp dreams, or just a façade without?

Life's journey's a mirror, reflecting the quest,

Desires that linger, needs put to the test.

In the echo of "wanted" a whisper of "true,"

What we think we desire, to ourselves, we renew. 

 

                                                                           - Rizmi