The Dreams (Poem)
What dreams are left when lovers say goodbye
What need is there of sweetness in a bloom
When there are no more songs to fill the sky
And even rainbows only promise gloom
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What dreams would bless the shores of such a stream
Where memories replace a flower’s scent
While eyes disguise the sky’s new color scheme
And rainbows bring more reasons to repent
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What dreams remain to understand the pain
From mindless storms which rip flowers apart
And leaves it to the sky to help explain
Why rainbows search for havens in a heart
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I am that dream which wanders through that night
The other’s at her window by her light
Comments
Clive Williams from Jamaica on June 08, 2017:
Very beautiful poem
Lisa Chronister from Florida on May 25, 2017:
This poem is very well written. It makes me kind of melancholy, but it does it in such a beautiful way.
Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on May 22, 2017:
This was just so beautiful.
Michael-Milec on May 19, 2017:
Tidy nostalgic recap of dreams in a poetic form. Very nicely done.
John Hansen from Queensland Australia on May 19, 2017:
I love this poem, Martin. Beautifully written.
Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on May 19, 2017:
Nice and expressive poem! Thanks!