Tears pouring
Fingers numb
Eyes Stinging
How long do I have to endure this?
A year of pain now two
Locked in a timeless world
Past is a dream present a desert and future a mirage
Do I have the right to hope?
There is a fleeting dream
A girl who wanted to live
But she had to wait
Wait for the clock to start
I continued to exist
Walking through the desert
No direction
No knowledge of time
The desert is always cold always dark
always night
Does the sun exist? And what about the moon and stars?
An imagination? Another cruel work of desert?
The girl died along the way
All that is left is a dream
A fleeting old dream
Of a life, of a past, of a girl
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Author:
blue sapphire (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 18th, 2021 10:16
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
The poetry is sad
The grief could be felt
Very emotive and strong Margery used
If life a desert and a dream as a mirage
Then the vast desert shall be a sea of opportunities soon
The dreams are wings for us to make a flight
Don’t let them go by
Even though i am sad to see the dreams fading by
Keep writing dear poet
Your pen creates magic
Keep sharing
Thanks for the kind feedback.
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