Roy Wilde Poet Free verse

Pieces Of Dreams

 Last night…

I was a passenger in the back seat of a car destination unknown

I was suddenly overwhelmed 
By music I had never heard 
Its devastating melody 
Brought feelings of unimaginable loss
And I wept uncontrollably 
Knowing it would never be written
 
That it would die with me as tears and regret
Passing through my heart like shards of glass 
Leaving a wound that would never heal

There is no returning...no getting back

Only a constant longing
Only a well of loneliness that can never be filled
Except with pieces of dreams 
That fall from our lives from neglect

Still…

We reach for them as they fall 
Mourning their loss as the death of a friend

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Sara Kendrick April 16, 2026 at 4:23 PM Yes, sometimes we can't do what is necessary to fulfill our dream/s, but as long as there is life there is hope that one day it will happen. Congratulations on your creative being featured on homepage. Sara K Roy Wilde April 16, 2026 at 7:03 PM Thank you for the kind words Sara. Some dreams pass us by without realization, but we can always dream.

Sherry Beck May 7, 2024 at 2:53 PM Grieving for lost hopes, the death of a friend casts a shadow over our hearts. Yet, within the tapestry of memories, joy remains accessible—a fragile thread connecting us to the laughter shared, the whispered secrets, and the warmth of their presence. Great Poem

Silent One December 29, 2023 at 12:27 PM You write emotions really well and this is another sad poem about loss.. Roy Wilde December 30, 2023 at 4:50 AM Any poem that begins with “Last night…” is based on an actual dream. This one was especially vivid to me. It appears that sadness is frequently my muse. Thank you again for your interest and insight.