A Dream Conceded

by Elyse H.   Feb 1, 2007


Surrender got the better of me
While a pale face waves desperately
Tears of failure make their way
Trails of ardor fade away

Efforts burn a faint glow
Shadows dim beats of hope
Darkness blinds frivolous desires
Oblivious to the fires through the haze

Smiles mock my tendencies
Obscured brightness frightens me
Clouds cry as Future drowns in melted dreams
Ignorant to the light in front of me

Unencumbered sense of comfort
Becomes a part of me
Lay back down grab these sheets to dream
Limitless inside the mind of the escapist

With Backbone tight against the night
Anemic sheets of haven reach up to catch me
Prospects fade to gray as turbulence sedates
Sub-conscious consumes my tragedy
To renovate the hate that lies within me

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  • 19 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    Nice, I could sense your words and their meaning. Keep up the prose and remember to be one with your poem. If it is real you’ll be able to feel it breath and its heart to beat. A poem is a fragment of time, a sliver of emotion trapped in our hearts and set free upon the page. Where it can finally sore and fly with other poems or cry and weep with other broken hearts. Poetry is nothing more than emotion set in motion. Poetry is seldom more than the small fossil that waits within the stone begging for someone to chip it free, and then to wonder how it came to be.

    Keep up your good works. May your poems be a great frame for your emotion’s. May there be peace and love in your life. And may the mark you make upon those hearts around you be filled with joyous fragments of your own heart.

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