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beibee beibee

Rookie (Island Maternity Lagos, Nigeria)

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams


my life is a boulevard
i am a piece of broken dreams

my life is a bough
i am a piece of shredded leaves

my life is a road
i am a crossroad of chaos

my life is a space
i am a void of evil thoughts

my life is a waste
i am a face of an unwanted child

my life is a test
i am a failure


my life is a root
i am a debris of broken dreams

my life is a shoot
i am rising against interred nightmares

Submitted: Thursday, August 07, 2008

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  • Rookie beibee beibee (8/8/2008 5:21:00 AM)

    barbara...

    thank you for your kind and thoughtful words.
    the poem sounds like millions of us on the face
    of this world - irrespective of the race, space or face.
    we breathe the same air and share almost the same fear.

    fulgencio, thanks too! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 244 Points Ency Bearis (8/7/2008 5:01:00 PM)

    good write deep to the bones...great poem...well done..

    Best Wishes,
    Ency Bearis (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Barbara Terry (8/7/2008 11:55:00 AM)

    OMG Beibee, this sounds just like me. I am all of this and more. I am a floor, being trampled to death. You may be in Nigeria, Beibee, but your poem spans the world, and many throughouut the world can identify. I am in America, and this sent shivers down my back becasue it is so much me, it is scary. You have written this like it is for a lot of people. Thank you for sharing, you write very well and from the soul.

    Hugs,
    Barbara (Report) Reply

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