The Buried Dream
By: Adrielle R. Bollin
Dreams come true
From time to time
Cause hearts to burst
With joy sublime
Some will fade
With time and age
Others stay vivid
A never ending parade
Dreams have died
To give new birth
Replaced with logic
And buried in dirt
I buried you once
And a thousand times more
Yet still you come back
By some unknown force
Like a restless ghost
You haunt my thoughts
Refusing to rest
Or to be forgot
Caressing my heart
Like a long lost flame
Stalking my memories
You call out my name
But I cannot have you
The cost is too steep
How can I abandon
The blessings I keep
You're like a prized diamond
Engulfed in shards of glass
Beautiful to look upon
But like a snake in the grass
I've chased you before
Always to no good end
I will not go back
For my heart it still mends
And though you might always
Be the thorn in my side
You will not defeat me
Though you certainly tried
what a lovely poem! you're quite talented! =)
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This was such a lovely read, I recognize the sentiments so well.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you write, as I can understand the words you use with such an ease, yet they are so beautifully matched. My kind of poetry.
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made me feel restless - then again, that's what buried dreams do. It's bettr to let them be where they belong- buried :)like de way ya write!
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Thank you all - I so appreciate your stopping by! :)
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