Pile of Hopeful Dreams
In the quiet corner
Where the rocks meet the water
Is a pile of hopeful dreams
Scattered between the leaves
The dirt
The crevices of the rock
Brought there by the ones
With broken dreams
With broken promises
With broken hearts
In the hope of being mended
Consoled
By the ones who know their pain
There’s something about the quiet corner
Where the rocks ...
Monday 16th February 2015 9:52 pm
Fate
Emotions trickle out as two worlds collide
Forces pulling at every muscle
Making you want to smile day in and day out
For the rest of your life
Butterflies beating softly against your stomach
Attempting to escape
Knowing if they build up any longer
He will know of your excitement and overwhelming happiness
There is this funny thing we call fate
A single invisib...
Saturday 17th January 2015 2:31 pm
The Glimmer
A girl stands
Broken and bruised
She wears a scar for every agonizing encounter
She is clothed in all black that effuses a dark omen
A forbidding mist surrounds her and all her shattered aspirations
Pieces of her calamitous past fly past her very eyes
Her hopes shine gloriously before her
Only to shine so bright that they burn
And crumble to ashes
A single tear...
Friday 16th January 2015 3:55 am
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