Dreams Hold The Future

November 17, 2011
By Zierra BRONZE, Chandler, Arizona
Zierra BRONZE, Chandler, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
Friends are like potatoes, if you eat them, they die more so then they already have.

Oh, woe be the hours in darkness
and beautiful in the light
the gaze of the sun whips me like a beast
and the glimmer of the moon puts me to sleep
anxious am I to meet the abyss of my unconscious mind
to what and whom I desire,
all can be achieved in the subdued land of ponderment
never shall I greet you warily

For I am alone, and my solitude
Is of words
The words that tell me that
I am not

not of proper size
nor proportion
neither can I be what I aspire
those words tell me such,
because they carry no hope
hope I must carry myself instead
for I will not be weakened
in my dreams, I
Am all

The author's comments:
I wanted to write a poem about how words can hurt others, so I got to thinking and my thoughts drifted to where words can't hurt you, your aspirations.

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