Death Of A Dream

[ramfan007]

Death of a Dream

Our dreams portray in our minds what we want our lives to be

The sweetest ones that keep me warm, just too far away from me

Asleep, I sometimes catch the shadow of how content I might feel

As I wake and come to life, I discover, bitter sweet, it is not real

Without the dream of how it might end, how can we carry on?

On the darkest of days a ray of light, before there just was none

Just like you, infused with pain, a big part of my life has been

Until we met, I never knew just how much of me can be seen

Like all good things, in every life, even the nicest dreams must die

It is for now the saddest of things, the very core of me must cry

I feel right now, so very lost, in pain and utterly totally forlorn

My only hope, like the phoenix, soon a new dream will be born

[Roses]

It is nice that your poem ended on a positive note expressing hope for the future. I understand exactly the dream of happiness and how it feels when you awake in the morning. Lots of hugs coming your way xxxxx

[AveMaria]

Beautiful poem, like Roses said, I liked the positive note at the end! It is making me think about dreams and the unconscious now. Lol. I hate that feeling of having a dream where you feel safe and happy and loved... and then wake up. Its such a let down.

xxx

[Rael]

thats beautiful. it is sad when dreams that have sustained us fade away but there is always something more, a different direction for it to take maybe and although the dream may be different, what matters is that there is a dream.

xxx

[Lance]

Ahh wow, this is great poetry. I too love the final verse, although verse two stands out for me. The line "Until we met, I never knew just how much of me can be seen" particularly stands out and I'm sure many readers will feel that.

Beautifuly written and subtle. Excelent

Peace, Lance