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Yesterdays Shattered Dreams

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


Shattered dreams,

cursed love,

nothing ever the same -

life drags on.

Shattered dreams,

broken hearts and dashed hopes,

never to be mended -

tears never ended.

Shattered dreams,

broken mirrors,

smoke and mist -

love that drifted away, never to stay.

Shattered heroes,

once the kings of love,

left behind -

hearts crushed in the dust.

Shattered queens,

once put upon love’s pedestal,

glorifying in the glow of love -

till the curtain came down.

Shattered dreams,

pieces of a puzzle,

never to find that missing link -

destroyed by love untrue.

Shattered dreams,

leading to sleepless nights,

arms empty and cold -

longing for love deep into the night.

Shattered dreams,

hot embers now cold,

once feeling so bold in love -

now unsure and dismal.

Shattered dreams,

like champagne glasses smashed into a fireplace,

never to be whole again -

slivers piercing the heart.

Shattered dreams,

falling tears,

lots of fears

and never ending rainy days,

leading to stormy and thunderous nights,

that build to a crescendo because of –

yesterdays shattered dreams…

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee


Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on November 21, 2018:

Wishing you and yours a Happy Thanksgiving!

As time goes on we do reflect more to the days that used to be Paul.

Thank you, Mike.

Thank you, Doris.

Doris James MizBejabbers from Beautiful South on November 21, 2018:

Sometimes we get over those shattered dreams, and sometimes we don't. Either way, we should learn from life's downturns. Good expression, Gypsy.

mckbirdbks from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas on November 21, 2018:

Hello Gypsy - Our reflections change as the years pass. You put that chill of loneliness into this one.

Paul Balagtas from Philippines on November 21, 2018:

Poems such as this has more impact to me now that I am pushing 40 years

...Makes me think about how well I used the time that passed by. The words, how the words were combined, blend well with cold air...puts me in he mood to reflect...

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