Fallen Dreams
I wish my heart could turn cold and stone,
one fine day I would die alone.
All
my
dreams
and
emotions,
together with my poetic creations,
I shall leave behind.
Remember there was a heart so honest and kind
To put an end to this pain that has driven me insane.
To think of love in this deserted world,
for I know there is no one to break the curse.
A shoulder for my tears, Someone to hold my years.
Endless nights in a lover’s arm, to make my winter’s warm.
Alas ! I am a song with broken strings,
my hopes are bellied with shattered dreams
Red @ 2012
Copyright © Red Fiery | Year Posted 2012
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