#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes...

Melodies of dreams, it whispers in my ears
The false hopes, the ambitions so queer
The eloquent soul of mine, who doesn't fear
Embarked on an endless journey, yet,
Felt the...