Reverie or Real?

Somewhere, sometimes, the sweetness smiles; the hope of life and its beauty sings. nowhere is the man of falling hopes, but the shining full moon is nearer. but something befriends me, the power and courage of times dances : the magical memories are welcomed, with serenity and peace everlasts - the angel touched me with a lovely mother magic, the softness within her removed my sorrow. there is nothing,but a surprise - no man is cruel. what if the centuries are refined and processed? alas ! al turned out to be a reverie. but the dream turn true one day, the bestest hopesare smiling at me. the world turns out complete, only with mercy and fraternity; no days are tougher from today. but what is there to surprise? the reverie becomes a positive truth real a day.