I once had a dream,
That I cherished held and true.
Long ago it seemed so simple,
But now so hard and vague.
Life has many things to offer,
And yet many things to rip apart.
Out of all those ashed visions,
I still held my dear dream,
Strong and true.
Then came the vicious lady,
Fate, in one of its forms,
And gently transformed my desired dream
Into a ramshackle so weird.
I was drunk with her beauty
And let go my dream.
Now I stand before its cenotaph,
My devastated life and simply say with a dreary heart,
My dear dream departed.
very nicely written.............................. liked it.... i also invite u to read mine..
Those who dream only they live their life, others only exist. Till the dream is shattered one lives with it, isn't this wonderful. What one is because of one's dreams, fulfilled or unfulfilled as the case may be.
Now I stand before its cenotaph, My devastated life and simply say with a dreary heart, My dear dream departed. AMAZING WRITE. please read some of mine and comment. :)
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A refined poetic imagination, veena. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.