The Dream We Found

January 9, 2010
By SliverFlowers BRONZE, Indianapolis, Indiana
SliverFlowers BRONZE, Indianapolis, Indiana
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Shattered dreams and expectations are all
Around me; they wait so to consume my
Spirit, eagerly awaiting a fall.
My breath escapes me quietly; a sigh.

A sad song now does my heart learn to sing.
My tears, they ebb and flow, pulsing steady.
Winter who eagerly awaits her spring,
A forming bud, so bright and so ready.

The shards of desperation cut too deep,
Like treading the broken bits of my pain.
I fear it will not be right; it will creep
Into me, like a cold and drenching rain.

A broken promise, and a deadened heart
So the saying goes, till death do us part.


The author's comments:
I wrote this in the original Shakespearean style, with Iambic pentameter.

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Milo! said...
on Mar. 14 2010 at 12:57 pm
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.




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