Last night I dreamed of muted sounds
where echoes have no end
Which came from sorrows people face
with hearts that never mend
They follow down the path that leads
through shadows of despair
Beyond the stream of tears they've cried
to the field that leads nowhere
Where the sobs are only memories
that haunt without a word
And bring to life the distant past
of voices never heard
But in the forest of the lost
are trees of lonesome pain
Which mark the passing of the ones
who've ever loved in vain
To escape you must remember
that Death's your only friend
From all the sorrow's people face
with hearts that never mend
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Love it. Very nice!
Thank you for the time to comment...I really appreciate it
This poem is awesome Jeff. I really like it. Great flow, great imagery!
Thank you Dillan....i really appreciate that
Anytime friend, keep writing!
and i guess the pain will never leave.
It hasnt so far...just as painful as the day it happened. Thank you for commenting
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