My dreams laid forgotten
barely stirred up by the smooth tide
I sit reflecting on all I have given and lost
to the endless thrum of necessity Needlessly.
i am the wreckage of a forgotten soul
who once thought love immortal
now I sit here in my brokenness
shards of pride laced with the blood of desperation
i watch the rivers of pain stain my hands
crystal tracks delineate courage and sink to the stars at my feet
will no one see me as equal?
Will no one understand?
worthless promises for my undying championing.
trust never a wager worth backing
redemption comes to those who profess to lacking
and those who wash thier feet in the tide willing to let bad tides turn.
dreams upon dreams yet to break the surface
oh what could have been, if only, the tide was on my side.
And this too dream starss
And this too dream starss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
ssmoothie
ssmoothie....your talent, personality, creativity, flair of depth, and inspiration is truly a blessing. i also love your comment. hugs***
P eyes! How are you dear? So
P eyes! How are you dear? So lovely to finally touch base! Loving your poetry though I didn't have time to read them all. Infact I'm terribly behind the poetic times! Hope you're doing great hugss.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Who else comes up with these
Who else comes up with these profound verses? You feel too deeply. It. Gets to my bones.
Are you trying to get on my
Are you trying to get on my good side sir?
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
This is really so true about
This is really so true about when we have a relationship that ends badly. It's like we get so fixated on everything that went wrong, and suddenly, all the things we loved in the beginning are so far from our reach. Where do those good memories go? It reminds me of socks that get lost in the washing machine. This really made me think about that and I really never gave it much thought before. It's always like 10 years have to go by before any good memories even enter my mind at all after a bad one.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Yes true nightlight, but also
Yes true nightlight, but also true of relationships that stay together... :) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I see equal smoothie.
I see equal smoothie. Although I do kinda put you on a poetic pedestal. Love the write!
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Ditto my dear hugss xo
Ditto my dear hugss xo
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Really like it :)
Really like it :)
If you've made it this far, you can go further.
Thank you dear, some I
Thank you dear, some Inopportune ramblings ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."