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!