Teens to Toons

Dreams Dreams- the pristine clouds; Unbridled, uncurbed, untamed in sky Are nothing but concoctions, that precipitate into a flurry…… Dreams- those imprecated birds, that left their nests, to know not where And were harped by death, in their journey of quest….. Dreams- the unfinished painting, with crooked lines and myriad hues But lost the muse, before the painter got his due…. Dreams- the beautiful rainbow; appealing, fascinating and invigorating you But was washed off the form, before its mysteries I could unsew…. Dreams- the sublime consciousness, vignetting our thoughts Waking us in the nights, but in daylight are like battles lost Dreams- the carved glass form, splitting the morning rays That lost its panache when sharded into million frays Dreams are those stars that I tried hard to reach… Dreams are those songs that I could never beseech… Dreams are the dews that melted in my hand… Dreams are the plants that failed to grow in sand…. Dreams were ripples that died without a stir...

When you enter a phase where you examine your life and reevaluate your goals, there can be a number of outcomes. You can decide that you've been a failure, and that it's no use trying any longer. You can decide that you haven't done as well as you wished, and try harder. You can decide that things haven't gone like you wanted them to, and alter your goals, to see if new ones might be reachable. You can decide that it's someone else's fault that you aren't where you wanted to be. You can celebrate your successes, and ignore your failures. There are many other possible outcomes, but you get the idea. It's complicated.It is the complicated nature of human beings, though, that makes them so interesting. Any given wild animal can be watched, and very little happens that will surprise the experienced observer. But no matter how long you study humans, you never quite know what to expect.